Born in the City of Baltimore, Maryland, to a Haitian immigrant father, Leonel Jacques, and a White American mother, Muriel Hawthorne, Helena Jacques was born at a rather turbulent time in the United States of America's history. She learned early in life that being different could indeed make one's life more complicated than it had to be. There was definitel...
I wrote this sci-fi fantasy / romance for a geekette friend of mine. It is almost non-erotic and is a story of first contact between Earth and a distant planet inhabited by creatures so different from humanity that communication is impossible... until contact is created. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The following warning is probably not needed f...
I've always known about the existence of fairies. Not the kind with the pretty pink petal dresses and little bells, oh and that sparkling dust that makes them fly. No, those kinds of faeries hide the truth so humans can sleep well at night. Well most humans, I personally sleep with one eye open and I'm considered a friend to the folk. True faeries, my bosses...
"Morning." "Mmmm." Our lips meet, only you've woken up quicker than quick. My delicate, never erring fingers have found you and the feel of my hand and fingers gently touching your suddenly swelling cock is pure electricity and the most sublime calm. You immediately want/need/HAVE to be in me. Only you don't want that at least not right away. There's so m...
Demographic trends are something I pay close attention to. I have it on good authority that White Canadians are having far fewer offspring than their African, Arab, Asian, Aboriginal and Latino counterparts. The future of Ontario, Canada, is colorful rather than pasty, if you catch my drift. Must be why so many Euro-Canadian bozos in the City of Ottawa, Onta...
Harry Parker stood on the sand, his wife Susan by his side both were naked. After six years back together they were comfortable with each other, both had lost a little weight and both glowed with a healthy tan. At the waters edge two laughing toddlers played in the lazy surf, their oiled and bronzed bodies dipping in and out of the waves. Just behind them hi...
For the first time in the history of the Earth he was warm. The sun was a red bloated ball on the far horizon. Without the ozone and radiation belts the solar radiation soaked into his old bones. The hideous Beast of the six's shifted in his seat of power. With a sigh he lifted his eyes and looked at the velvet blackness of space. The cold emptiness chilled...
Sister Mary Celeste absently twirled the wedding band on her left hand. Here she was, a bride of Christ, a bride of God, and her omnipotent Hubby couldn't even get it up. Not like in the old days when he porked the brains out of that slut Mary, anyway. (Sister Mary harbored a many great evil thoughts about that particular virginal whore, even if she was tech...
Anya was only sore for a few days, thankfully. She continued to use a little of the goo that helped soothe her wounded pussy during that time to ensure that there was no lasting effect, and spent her time with her children or cleaning up the house before the closing. They would be flying from Boston to Chicago, and then Chicago on to Duluth. She was going to...
"No, no, that's okay – I'll have the final draft finished by then so you can come by and pick it up." Andrew Hargreaves said as he cradled the telephone in the crook of his neck. On the other end of the line was his editor and agent, Diana Ingram. There was a gentle yet insistent tugging sensation on his right leg. He looked down into a pair of big blu...