Few words. He loved being called the Farmer. Today, no one remembers why this nickname became his second name. And only Ail knew why and how it is connected with his inner world, which was hidden from prying eyes and beyond whose borders he did not let anyone in. Ayl slowly released from the clothes, shirt and shorts fell to the floor and a completely nak...
There sure are some stupid people in the world, man. My name is Raphael Mathieu. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I moved to Toronto last year, after spending ten years in Des Moines, Iowa. I'm a naturalized citizen of the United States, though I'm originally from Northern Haiti. I recently moved to the...
The sun rose over the City of Toronto, Ontario, bathing the largest metropolis in Canada with its ghastly light. I don't normally sleep but after last night's events, I just lay in bed with my eyes closed, dreaming of days gone by. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Iblis. The Lord of Shadows. My kind are known as the Djinn, and I am by far th...
The Louisiana bayou was extremely hot and humid, with thick clouds of mosquitoes and gnats swirling around the red sportscar and the two women who emerged from it. Linda was a 36 year old redheaded woman with sexy, rubenesque curves on her 5'6" body, with 36D breasts and hips that flared out to give her an hourglass figure the men she had fucked in her life...
The name is Stephen Saint Michel. I'm a young man living in the truly fabulous city of Boston. I attend Cadmus University, where I major in business administration. I'm currently in my third year. In June of 2010 I'm getting my bachelor's degree. Then I'm sticking around to get my MBA. Hey, even a modern-day superman like myself has got to get his education,...
The hypocrisy of people sometimes really bugs me. Seriously. Every day, I grow a little more disgusted with humanity. Why can't an asteroid hit the planet and do away with the entire human race? I seriously think the rest of the cosmos would be better off. Everywhere I look, I see people. And shells of people. Three categories of human beings on this world....
It had been another vicious spring; each week brought a thunderstorm more violent then the last. Tonight's storm had me fighting for sleep; pulling the pillow over my head just wasn't working anymore. Dreams defied my restless night and I give up hope of catching any deep sleep. The lightning flashes over the entire sky, the florescent spider webs woven acro...
I’ve been thinking of spending a couple days in the mountains for some time now. Just me and the magnificent outdoors. So as soon as my shift ends I head home, load what I need in my truck and head for the campground at Ames Lake. I have a small dome tent, sleeping bag, my fishing gear and tackle, a light jacket just in case it cools down more than I plan, s...
Due to requests to continue this story, I give you part 2. Enjoy. Creature Again *She will be fed* The voice in my head had gone silent after that last, alarming message. What it meant, I had no idea, but it scared me more than I wanted to admit. Arriving home, I poured myself a drink, but even before taking my second sip, i had fallen fast asleep on the...
The name is Stevenson Xavier. A big and tall ( six-foot-one by 240 pounds) young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I moved to the Canadian Province of Ontario from the City of Boston, Massachusetts, about a year ago. These days, I work as a security guard and I also attend Carleton University, where I major in business admin...