Man, sometimes I think politics and taxes are the only things one can't escape in this life or any other. Being Immortal, I've already escaped Death. However, the tax man and local politics are coming after me. My name is Jacques Henri Acier. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man of Haitian descent currently living in the City of Toronto,...
1 I was surfing the internet, as I do only a daily basis since losing my job, searching the regular jobsites, when an ad popped up. Normally, I just hit the escape button, but for some reason that day I didn't. It was a medical research company looking for subjects to participate in a new study. Curious to find out more, I pressed the website link and this...
Ch. 01 - It's Not What Happens My wife is an attractive 30 year old blonde. She stands 5' 8" and weighs 120 lbs. She has long white legs, small breasts with nice sized nipples. Her ass is firm and well formed. It fills out a pair of jeans in a manner that attracts the attention of men. I am 10 years older and have been married to her for two years. Our sex...
This is the second installment of the series. The Road Trip should be read for context prior to reading this segment. However, with a little imagination one may make the leap well enough to suffice. None of them knew how long they had been waiting. Their eyes glanced toward the building and were fastened upon the door that stared toward them. The door was...
Part 3 Sharon not missing a beat took hold of the dazed man’s limp flesh leash in her sexy manicured hand with a huge grin and proceeded to parade him around the room for “personal” introductions. Each of the ladies said hi and instead of shaking hands, mockingly shook his semi erect penis. Last but not least Sharon led him to the excited birthday girl. Sh...
Be careful what you wish for -- a contemporary Twilight Zone. A well-dressed middle aged man is seen entering a suburban hospital. In one hand he holds flowers, in the other there's a box of candy. After going to the main desk for directions he takes the elevator to the sixth floor. "Take the hallway and turn right, second door on your right," the on-duty...
I travel a lot. Whenever I tell people where I'm from, they look at me in a funny way. Sometimes I smile and nod, and other times I feel like shaking them. There are Indians, Chinese people and Pakistanis in the Republic of South Africa, it's not just Blacks and Whites down there! The name's Madeeha Abbasi, and my friends call me Maddy. I used to get pissed...
My name is Samuel Xavier. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend the University of Massachusetts in Boston, having transferred there after graduating from Massasoit Community College a year ago. I'm twenty four years old. And I'm a closeted bisexual. This is my life, I guess. A drama-fill...
Lucien Saint-Pierre woke up, stretched and yawned. Then he looked at the vast City of Toronto, Province of Ontario, from his dorm at the University of Toronto. Ten years ago his family left the City of Cap-Haitien, North Haiti, for the Ontario region of Canada. Today was the tenth anniversary of their Big Move across the continents. From the Caribbean to Nor...
My name is Lea Jorgensen and I'm a white woman with an unusual story to tell. I'm five-foot-ten, kind of chubby and big-bottomed, with alabaster skin, blonde hair and pale blue eyes. The story that I'm about to tell you is absolutely true. Presently, I live in the Republic of Mexico with my husband Jamal Louis and our sons Jericho and Leroy. I've settled int...