What's up people? My name is Wendy Darcy-Rousseau and I'm a young black woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I was born in the City of Montreal, Quebec, to a Haitian immigrant father, William Darcy, and a white Canadian mother, Julianne Tremblay. After moving to the City of Toronto for school, I fell in love with this majestic town. I graduated with...
Suzy Gray was a 20 year old Junior at State U., and it was her turn to host the study group for the Cultural Anthropology course at her small off-campus apartment. When the study session was starting the process of wrapping up, pleasantries were exchanged amongst the students. Suzy asked a question of Tony Munro, a slender, studious black sophomore. "Hey Ton...
Lucas and Beth had known each other about a year now. Their Ex's had been friends. While over the last year, their relationships had fallen apart Lucas and Beth had stayed friends. They got together at least once a week for dinner. This had been going on for about three months. They got along very well. Lucas liked how Beth was so easy to talk to. She would...
So.... I fucked a celebrity that I met on Craig's list. Not much of a beginning, especially when the entire time I talked to him before we finally met, I was trying to convince myself not to meet him. Who does that anyway? Certainly not someone like me! I consider myself to be very stable and cautious, maybe too cautious sometimes, and I never take unnecessa...
For an hour or so the same email was open on her screen. No matter how many times she read it the message hadn't changed. Her best friend had sent her soon to be ex boyfriend an email saying 'I missed you last night. I can't wait until you're inside me again. And again. And again!' The email had been sent to her and not her boyfriend and the more she tho...
It ALL started in 1982 - years ago ... Back before the Internet, you almost HAD to go to an "adult-bookstore" for anything sexually "interesting" outside the home! I'd befriended the Clerk/Manager (George) of one of the two Adult-Outlets in my area. (Yeah, SOME towns don't have ONE – I have TWO, and they're directly across from each other, and about a mile...
After their sexual encounter Marty and the dancer had a drink. She still wore no clothing and he had none with him other than the little G-string he'd worn into the bar. They had shared one another's bodies; they had sex and they satisfied each other's needs but they had not learned names. While Marty was fixing the drinks and reveling in the good feelings...
Myrna likes to bang dead guys. I'd learned to live with that. So, my now ex-girlfriend who lives over a funeral home prefers the rigid dicks of guys who benefit from rigor mortis. I once was man enough to admit when I was beat. I mean, how could any living, breathing guy possibly compete with a fellow with an eternal hard-on? Hell, I used to get flaccid just...
It was just after midday when Elvis Mutton drove into the Plymouth Hotel car park on the West Coast of New Zealand in the pink Cadillac with a white roof as personalised number plates, 'MEMPHIS'. Elvis had purchased the wreck from a junkyard in Reefton in the South Island for fifty bucks plus the cost of four new white-wall tyres. He checked in to the cheap...
I have never been the type of girl to let the break up of a relationship get me down. In fact, within a week I've shrugged it off and have my hand held up saying next like someone hailing a yellow cab in New York City. When Jamie decided that he preferred his ex to me after six months of soul searching and wasting my damn time in the process, I couldn't wait...