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...
Life in the colonies was not always a congenial experience for the ladies. There was little to do much of the time. Of course all the Europeans had servants, so housework and cooking was taken care of. They were pampered, but bored. Cynthia Petherington missed the excitement of London life - the parties, the shopping in the fashionable streets, tea at The Ri...
I didn't want to go to the reunion, but Jane insisted. Me, I'd left all those High School days way behind, they were history to me, and it wasn't a history I wanted to revisit. But Jane had loved High School. She still kept in contact with her old gang, seeing them regularly, even though we'd moved to another town soon after we married. Then I thought I'd...
A HUGE THANK YOU TO DEMONJEDI89 FOR WRITING CHAPTERS 1-6 OF THIS STORY I woke up early in the morning with a yawn and rolled onto my back. As my mind came to life I remembered it was only Tuesday, so the weekend was still far far away. Waking up and knowing there was another boring day of school ahead didn't improve my state of mind. I sat up slowly and pull...
The name is Dean Brown Jones Jr. I'm a tall, average-looking black guy currently living in Massachusetts. I'm new to this state. And so far, I really don't like it. First of all, the place is mad weird. Seriously. Don't even get me started about all of them cold-shouldered folks I see walking around the city of Boston. Does anyone say hello around here? It'...
I go to high school at age 19 and I'm going to tell you about the best day of high school I ever had in my life. I'd grown up to be a very fit person at 6 feet and I didn't have much trouble meeting girls, but there were a few which I always stared at but knew I could never have. One girl's name was Jamie, she had the biggest pair of boobs that a teenager co...
I spent the better time of my high school years in detention. I just couldn’t seem to keep myself out of trouble. Hell, that was why I graduated a year late, because I never could seem to get to school enough to get the grades I needed to get outa good old St. Francis High. That was until the first day of school in what would be my last year of high school....
8:45am, Monday morning. Linda sighed happily as she shifted her car into gear. She had just kissed her two children -- 7 & 9 -- as she dropped them off at school and now she was headed back home. This is a routine she had become used to over the last few years and she had the whole process down to a fine art. Wake the children & get them dressed, kiss her h...
My husband was tied to the bed naked; his cock lay limp between his legs. Tonight I planned to indulge him in his secret fetish for smoking. My husband does not smoke, but is always on my case when I have the occasional cigarette. If I smoked in public, it would usually cause a row. I cut back from 10 cigarettes a day, to 20 in a week our son was born. One...
Mrs. Kimble was enjoying her first year of teaching at Sacred Mary High School. It had been 12 months since she had graduated from University and she paused to reflect on everything that had happened to her. She had graduated from University on the Dean's list for academic achievement, she toured Europe with her then fiancée for half of the summer, she marri...