From: "Doug.xxxx” To: "Bobbie,yyyyyy" Sent: Sunday, August 18, 2002 10:05pm Subject: Sunday hardly a day of rest…. I got your e-mail right after I got home from seeing Dirk/Gary. It will be terrific to have you visiting for a couple of days. And I know Erika will love seeing you too. But do me a favor, mom? Please don’t let on that I have been filling...
It was in the year 2012. After along six year war that started in China spread to the Middle East, then to Africa and then to Europe and ultimately to North America. Miraculously, South America and the Isles in the Caribbean and Oceania had remained untouched, it was a war initially caused by local food shortages brought about by floods, then acute energy s...
The world's oldest sport also happens to be my favorite. Hunting. I simply love it. The thrill of the hunt, the ecstasy of the chase and the primal joy of the kill. I am definitely into it. Who am I? I am a wealthy and powerful Black man, enough said. I've been called many things. From corporate raider to slick businessman to functional sociopath. Just call...
Bronson the Big Mouth Bass stuck his head above the bayou's motionless surface and looked around. What the hell was going on? It was mid-day and too damn hot for any respectable fish to be feeding. Even the dumbest human must realize that. So why had those two in that fancy fishing rig slipped past the screen of willow branches and tied up against the trunk?...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
TRIGGER WARNING: This story deals with a serious and sympathetic portrayal of severe schizophrenia. This story will attempt to handle the subject as delicately as possible, but if you have personal trauma or sensitivity towards this, you may find this story distressing due to the frank discussion of it! This story is not looking to demonize psychosis! It int...
Master Juan could be found at the storehouse of Antonio Perez daily in the city of Laramid. He was Antonio's best customer and friend. Every morning Antonio knew that Master Juan would need two large vessels filled with sweetest breast milk and that he would want to drink fresh breast milk directly from the tit upon arrival. As Master Juan nursed at the brea...
My name is Muriel Norseman. I'm a six-foot-tall, alabaster-skinned and blonde-haired White woman living in the City of Atlas, Georgia. I'm the first White person ( and the first ever White woman ) elected mayor of this City in nearly forty years.. Atlas is a Southern City with a large African-American population. For decades since the 1960s, only Black men a...
After a long day spent at Shared Services, the Government-sanctioned and high-tech go between agency, Dominique Boisvert was ready to go home. The City of Ottawa, Ontario, produces an uptight, inflexible and redundant subspecies of human known as the Government worker, and such people never met a rule they didn't like. Dominique Boisvert has been working for...
In the Elven Kingdom of Yllianthyr, the courtwizard started the day as usual. First he checked everything, for he was a cautious mage. That’s what had kept him alive in more troublesome times. But even now, when peace had come to the lands he still was careful. Everything seemed normal. Now he could go on with his business. He went to his large table on the...