Behind me there was the soft patter of bare feet on the wet stone floors by the pool. But I didn't notice them. It was too fleeting a sound, when compared to the music I had playing. I was adrift through gentle melody, afloat not just in water but on the sweet lyrics that floated into my ears like lilies on a pond of still water. Carried there by the very wa...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote and comment. * Kim meets a stranger, a much older man that she met online Revised, rewritten, and continued from chapter one: She didn't have the courage to break it off with him. Instead, she was curious enough and sexually excited enough to meet him. As if she was curious who was the Wizard of Oz, sh...
The hypocrisy of people sometimes really bugs me. Seriously. Every day, I grow a little more disgusted with humanity. Why can't an asteroid hit the planet and do away with the entire human race? I seriously think the rest of the cosmos would be better off. Everywhere I look, I see people. And shells of people. Three categories of human beings on this world....
The wild look in her eyes absolutely thrilled me as I leaned in to kiss her. Everyone around us stopped and stared. Yes, that's me. A tall, dark-skinned and strongly built young Black man kissing a hijab-wearing, hazel-eyed Arab woman in a long-sleeved aquamarine T-shirt featuring Jay-Z and tight blue jeans. I looked into Atifah's eyes and smiled. She smiled...
This is a Summer Lovin' Contest Entry All characters portrayed in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. Please vote for my story. * A hot summer day in Detroit versus a warm summer day in the Hamptons, this story is an abbreviated parody, a scaled down, modern-day version, and a stretch of Charles Dicken's A Tale of Two Cities. Depending if you w...
My name is Nadine Astrid Joseph. A big and tall young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Carleton University is the place I call home these days. I'm keeping busy this semester. My Criminology classes aren't exactly easy. Add to that the fact that I'm captain of the women's varsity wrestling club and you can see...
Like most affairs, they end. They rarely end clean. They sometimes end badly. But what's important is to cherish the good moments and to move on. This is the last story for Ryan and Summer. As all the other stories about them, it's a combination of fantasy and truth. Changes to protect both parties were made. But this is based on what really happened. Some v...
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife It's lonely out in space On such a timeless flight... - Rocket Man, Elton John ### May ### Another three days. Three more days before I could sleep in my own bed, sleep under Jessie, eat homemade food, do something with my time besides listening to presenters drone on about government regulation. I like detai...
Hi, everybody. Nash Winters is in the house. Kind of an odd name, isn't it? Well, it's the only one I got so a big fuck you to anyone who finds it weird! I was born and raised in the Bagley neighborhood of metropolitan Detroit, in the beautiful State of Michigan. These days, I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. You might wonder what an authenti...
The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I'm heading to Canada in a few days. I'll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I'm glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism...