There is much to be said about alcohol, folks. Some say it can make you do things. I guess they're right. How else could you explain what I've done last night? I slept with my best friend! The name is Damon Sparrow, by the way. I'll be your big and tall, forthrightly bisexual sexy black football stud for the day. Last night, I went to the Red Dawn, this club...
The next week Jenna was ordered by the ladies to go to the porn shop and stand around and make eye contact with the men who were there. Jenna did the best she could. She was dressed in a short white skirt that was semi transparent. Her top was a pink tube top that covered her breasts. No other clothing was allowed. She had been told that after making eye c...
Author's Note: No character in this story was under 18 at the time of any sexual activity. I saw Janet first when she transferred to my high school. My first thought was 'fragile.' It didn't seem too unusual for a new student coming to a new school. I probably would have been timid myself if I was in her shoes. I tried to make friends with her, but it wasn'...
Chapter 29 -- The Summer of Life In spite of all Dukov's efforts, the Party of the Duchy faced a huge obstacle countering the barrage of advertising on television. The TV ads were aimed at unsophisticated voters who were unaccustomed to seeing a well-organized television advertising campaign. As long as the ads stayed on track, it looked like the Greater Da...
Buck fully briefing Tony the city manager about the special project and asked that it be reported in such a way to the council that there would be no suspicion about a building remodeling was raised prematurely. Tony said he could accomplish that easily. "I can also produce countless reports on deferred projects and there is a clear trail of deferred appro...
The name is Rosalyn Havok. I'm a collegiate black female who's originally from the hood. Dorchester, Massachusetts, is the place I call home. That's the town which produced me. A tall, thick, large-breasted gal with a big body, big legs, plump thighs and a big, ghetto booty. The kind that makes all the guys go crazy. They call me the Booty Queen. I stand six...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the series that this fanfic is adapted from, nor do I make any money off the writing of it. As before, note please that if you are unfamiliar with the Dark Angel series you will not be able to follow the story. INYOTEF ;) My apologies to those of you who sent mail for me to continue writing, had to get more ideas flowing, hopefully...
Edited by Red Martha. In "Joanne's Metamorphosis" my male protagonist was a successful writer of country music; I've only borrowed a sliver or two from that story theme. My musical tastes are eclectic; I enjoy classical, jazz, blues, classic rock, alternative rock and country---pretty much anything other than gangsta' rap. My son reintroduced me to country...
My name is Wilson Tetu and I'm a young black man of Cameroonian origin living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. City of Champions rocks! I'm currently a student at the Brockton Institute of Technology, a four-year private school located in Brockton's West Side. I've been going there since graduating from Brockton High School in 2006. It's a damn good s...
After 15 years of marriage, my divorce was finally signed, sealed and delivered. At 40 years old, with no children, my ex-wife and I divided things up evenly and now, I was settling into what was once our vacation home overlooking a pristine, southern California beach near Malibu. Both of us had busy lives as international consultants and had done very well...