"This place is beautiful," Ankha said, as she walked through the Museum of African American History in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, with her lover, Jesslyn Collier. The two female Blood Drinkers came to the Museum the moment it got dark, and thusly safe for them to exit their new Lair, a stately mansion located within walking distance of Spelman College. I...
Part I Nina: Discoveries Chapter 1 Nina could not move, could not think, could do nothing other than to continue peeking through the blinds of her new maid's room. She is grateful for the darkness that conceals her; she is clad only in one of Anthony's old, threadbare t-shirts. She feels like an invader, almost, outside her own home, craning her neck to s...
Dedicated to real life Don A prize at the lottery This tale describes exactly the same events reported in Vanessa Ch 11, just seen from the eyes of Fay and her husband. If I have sufficient positive feedback I may give other adventures to Fay. Suggestions are welcome! _ _ _ The phone rang in the entrance of the small cottage where Fay and Don Bedford. Ou...
This is Chapter Nine, the final chapter, of a book. The characters and situations will be more understandable if the previous chapters have been read. This chapter is much less erotic than previous chapters, but its primary purpose is to wrap up the plot threads of the book. If you desire background to some items mentioned in this story, you might want to a...
Cassandra Clarke wakes up in her bed feeling deeply excited, for today is the day she will become a superhero. A week ago Cassandra was walking home from work when a truck full of unknown chemicals crashed into a telephone pole right next to her. Those chemicals spilled all over Cassandra as a wire from the telephone pole fell, zapping her with electricity....
"Valerie, I have to say this is the best article you've ever written!" said Evangeline DeTimitayo, letting the last page of Valerie's latest submission fall to the surface of her desk and clasping her hands across the top of the pile. "It has everything! Emotion, drama, romance, comedy, and all without losing your trademark raw sexuality! I would be proud to...
The soft glow of the moon cast its light thru the window and cast shadows onto the bed. The petite woman lay upon it. Her red hair was spread out against the white pillows as her right hand curled around her big blue vibrator. Her left hand caressed lightly over her breasts, lifting up their weight. The thumb and forefinger slowly began to clasp around the n...
"Come with me, he says. We can be famous, he says," Victoria grumbled as she pushed the brush over the aging concrete. "2 weeks here and he disappears. Look where I end up, scooping crap," she stops to glance at a cage being rolled by. The zookeepers had closed off this half of the exhibits, letting management move a sick Siberian tiger into the medical cen...
Suddenly, the women broke out in song. Just as amazing that there was an Earth Day song by none other than John Denver the clean cut guy of the music industry, now deceased in a freak plane crash, it was even more amazing that the women all knew the words to it. "Celebrate morning— The cry of a loon on a lake in the night, The dreams that are born in the d...
By Likegoodwinecopyrighted February 2011 Your votes and constructive comments are appreciated, as they will help me grow. Thanks to grogers for his very, very patient editing Friends and family used to call me "The elephant". Am I that big? Not at all! I'm average height and weight at 5'10" and 172 lbs. No, I was called "The elephant" because I have the u...