Like all young women when growing up I had to confront the issue of pubic hair. Although very much English, there is some Spanish blood somewhere in the family and I am quite dark and hairier than average. The fashion was (and is) for bald pussy and I followed suit. I started shaving down there and continued to do so through my student days, as this is the c...
In the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, progress is made every day. Want to know why? Because of the actions of one man. Samuel Xavier. Brother Samuel to his friends. My job is to find the man-haters, the racists and the sociopaths ( men and women without conscience ) where they gather and to mess them up. I infuriate them. I harass them. I intimidate them....
Not a man-hater so much as completely indifferent, couldn't care less, don't blame them they're only children. Girls chase boys in the playground, we always won. My mother was the one with the spade, the hammer and nails, the electric drill; my sister and I playing rugby, football, cricket, cars. And there's me in the gay bar, with my gender-fluid friends, s...
Today is the day of the presentations for the class project, and every student was given five minutes to sum up their research paper. The professor emeritus, Ms. Helena Lockers, sat at the front, watching as student after student discussed their papers. She was eager to hear the thoughts of these young men and women on the issues of race and gender in this d...
Set in the hopefully not too distant future... I sighed as my eyes drifted to the clock for the thousandth time that day. Still an hour left— only two minutes less than the last time I checked. One hour, and then I would rush out of the office with everyone else... I wondered momentarily if any of their plans for the evening were as devious as mine, or if t...
"Why can no guys like us get to live with all the hot asian girls at the Chi Alpha Delta sorority? It is such a waste, they do nothing but study all day and night when clearly they are secretly gagging for white cock!" Bull and Andrew was at the UCLA campus sitting on the grass in the sun in looking over to the other side. Bull let out a loud wolf whistle...
**This chapter is also based on a true story** It was two weeks after I had handed back Laura's French knickers that I finally got an opportunity to increase my experience in feminine panties. I wasn't sure how to go about wearing a pair of Laura's panties right under her nose, in her own bedroom, but I was determined to find a way to do so and it wasn't lo...
"Santa's Elves Will Do WHAT?" She Demanded It's too bad none of the guys were there to see Lana's face. When she looked up from the "report"—well, the sorry little list of "donations"—those green eyes flashed like a stalking tiger's. She tossed her shining chestnut hair as though to shake off the whole weary world. "You're telling me that 465 bucks is the...
Part (I) "Suck my cock." He said firmly in a way that sent little shockwaves across my body. He could be saying anything really. It's like feeling his sound vibrations against my skin and between my thighs. I get on my knees, suddenly becoming acutely aware of my nakedness under his gaze. This time it was his eyes that made me feel my own blood heating up a...
I raised my hand nervously and knocked on his door. It wasn't technically office hours, being close to the end of the day, but I was hoping he'd be in. I had to ask him about my essay topic, and it wasn't going to be easy. I didn't seem to be able to find my words when he was around. There was the sound of a chair pushing back on creaky wheels, a pause, and...