Sitting next to Leslie Hennessy on a bench inside the Saint Laurent mall, I felt happy for the first time in forever. My name is Daniel Heureux. Young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, while attending Carleton University. And I'm not what you'd call lucky in the realm of love and romance. In fact, I'm coming off...
This is a completely true story. I'll call her Tammy. I knew her in high school. Neither of us was popular, but for different reasons. Since we didn't have many friends we hung out with each other a bit. I know I could have fucked her, and maybe even her friend, but I wasn't horny enough to become the butt of even more jokes. I did go through a lot of tissu...
I think my impending wedding to my fiance brought up the subject. My fiance and I were at my grandparents, looking at their photographs of their wedding. My grandparents, both in their sixties, with silvery white hair, and fading memories, loved to talk to the grandchildren about their pictures. My grandfather had been quite a fellow in his day, according to...
So there I was, in the woods of the Sierra Nevada Mountains, far from civilization and all urban residencies. I was in my favorite pair of jogging shorts and a sports bra. I must have been running for five miles of tall California redwoods I took a drink of water and happened to notice a small lake that must have appeared just recently. "Oh, what luck! I h...
Reggie was as good as her word. Soon Patty had a luxury two bedroom apartment. Reggie took her shopping. They picked out furnishings for the apartment and clothes for Patty. Nothing in the way of sexy lingerie, however. Reggie said she planned to ride her bare-back. Reggie let Patty use her own judgment, offering only advice which Patty heeded in most cases....
It was the night of Homecoming. Tommy James got the weekend off from his place of employment, as did his date. He was kind of nervous about what would happen at the dance. Should he play it cool with her? Ari did tell him and show him some things that were interesting, to say the least. He looked at himself in the mirror, brushed his hair and scruffy face. H...
Your name is Connor Winters. Your parents have finally said their final, tear-filled good-byes, and at last you are on your own as a freshman in college. You have been looking forward to this for a long time. It's not that you are particularly enamored with education; it's just that you have longed to get out of your small-town environment and finally get ou...
My name is Peggy Pierce and I live with my husband, Matthew, in the faculty apartment of a large residence hall at the University of Texas, Austin. It's a dorm, actually. We moved there two years ago when Matthew was hired as an assistant professor in the psychology department. Both of us had just finished our Ph.D.'s at Stanford (his in psychology and mine...
This is the third chapter of a series. While the author hopes that this story can stand on its own, it will be much easier to follow if you have read the previous two chapters of "The Gulf Coast Move." This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person or entity is coincidental and unintentional. As a work...
I was sitting in my office looking at a computer screen. I was excited and my dick was hard, but I was not looking at porn at work. Far from it. The page had patriotic quotes, pictures and videos supporting America and the American military. The page also had lots and lots of bible verses. I was looking at the Facebook page of an old girlfriend, Cynthia. Th...