Francesca Harold is her name of birth, but she is more commonly known as Fat Bitch. It's a name given to her by some of the Queen Bees she knew growing up and she got used to it. Even started using it as a banner, to show everyone how bad-ass she was. Yeah, this plump, brown-skinned, short-haired dame grew up to be a tough gal. This large woman liked it roug...
I was out of a job, out of three grand, and out of my head over Darlene. The money and the job, well those things come and go, but Darlene, well that was something different. Darlene was the kind of woman that made life either worth living or death worth dying. It was hard to tell sometimes. She was a big pretty girl with hair like a starless night and eyes...
I would like to thank Lady Christabel for another outstanding editing job. **** He sat there, looking at the magazine in his hands. Should he, or shouldn't he? Fighting the evil thoughts racing through his head. Should he, or shouldn't he? Putting down the magazine, he leaned back and closed his eyes. Should he, or shouldn't he? Trying his best to keep...
Right now, I am on my hands and knees on the ground. Death is coming for me. There is no escape, I know that now. I think that I finally bit off more than I could chew. They say that when you're about to die, you can see your whole life flash before your eyes. That's not the case. I didn't see any damn flash. All I feel is pain. An agony that doesn't seem to...
"I had decided I would not masturbate anymore. I was doing well, went 2 weeks and wasn't thinking about it at all. So there I am, lying in the bathtub, nursing my sunburn and reading a steamy romance." Sighing quietly, she pauses a moment to gather her thoughts. "Go on," he intones in a low voice, his interest avid. "The man is of the Fae world, and is tem...
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The dictionary defines 'perverse' as 'being turned away from what is right and good.' I am a flag waving American vet, but in my country it has often been acceptable to be perverse. Carnage and sex come to mind. When I was nine, my mom and dad used to press a quarter into my hand and send me off to Saturday matinee. I saw wonderful westerns, mysteries, war...
On many occasions in my life I have pondered a particular question that remains unanswered or at least is not answered satisfactorily. I've often heard people ask the question 'Why do I have a fetish?' and this is invariably an objective question looking for an explanation of individual behaviour. Most responses fit into a few obvious categories -- because y...
Sometimes, I honestly truly hate being human. Seriously. Humans are the most bigoted creatures in the universe, and if I sound like someone who would know, it's because I do. I have mixed parentage, meaning that I am half mortal and half other. The Others are here, and they've always lived amongst you. Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, and all kinds of Supernatu...
Life in the burning sands of metropolitan Dammam, Saudi Arabia, is complicated, especially for a queer Muslim woman. The Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is a forbidden place according to the Westerners I meet from time to time. I was born and raised there, so it’s essentially all I’ve ever known. Still, even with all the restrictions that are imposed upon Saudi Arab...