HARLEM, USA Although Harlem is but a few thousand yards from some of the wealthiest families in the country, most do not cross 110th street, for that means coming face to face with the ugly realities of life. On a hot summer's day, like today, fire plugs are turned on full blast. Children from the neighborhood run around soaked, doing their best to remain...
A lot of people talk bad about the Dirty South, and I can totally understand a lot of their viewpoints. My name is Claire Jane Warren-Sankara, C.J. to my friends, and I was born and raised in the City of Fayetteville, North Carolina. My family, the Warren Clan, is as redneck as they possibly come, and they had a veritable fit when I fell in love with Ibrahim...
"What are we going to do with you? I mean, seriously, what are we going to do with you?!" said my mom. I sat on the living room couch, facing my dad, who was sitting in a chair with his head in his hands. Mom was pacing back and forth between us. Dad lifted his head up. "There's nothing we CAN do. She's an adult, she can make her own choices. She made the...
Imagine a good-looking guy, tall, straight, intelligent, 20 years old and still a virgin. Sounds strange doesn't it? Still it exactly describes my situation at the time. Sure, I'd had girlfriends. You know how these things go. They all wanted to kiss, and in some cases they even let me touch there breasts, but sex… nope. On the other hand my friends all seem...
In spring of 2006, I visited my girlfriend, Moni, in Scotland. We went on a backpacking trip into the highlands. We got to know a young guy about 25, Michael, who travelled with us for some days. One night, the next hostel being miles away, we had no other option than to spend the night in our small tent, although it was very cold and nasty weather. As my gi...
She was alone. In a dark, creepy, old, abandoned museum. The storm rumbled breaking the heavy silence. Vanessa jumped and let out a shriek as she lost her balance and fell backward landing hard on the cold, dusty floor. "Ow!" she cried out as a throbbing pain shot up through her hips and into her body. How the hell did she get talked into coming in this...
CHAPTER 7 I was just basking in the feeling of femininity and my new friends when I realised that I had never had dinner with Maisie. Some friend I was! Of course, Liz and Sophie invited her and Bill, and asked if David should come, but I said no. (I did not want the complication.) I was used to Maisie in her overalls at work, so was a bit taken aback how...
After the dance ended Jill and Rob left the gym by the side door. The temperature had dropped during the time they were in the dance and Jill shivered and pulled her coat more tightly around her to ward off the chill. Rob put his arm around her shoulders and tugged her closer to him. She snuggled into the hollow of his arm and felt very secure. She knew how...
"Rana, babe, come on, it's almost time for prayer," said Mariam Joseph, and the young Haitian woman shook her girlfriend by the shoulder, snatching her out of whatever reverie she was caught up in. Rana Gazuyeva blinked, and flashed Mariam a rather dreamy smile. This woman I love so much is so not okay, Michelle thought, shaking her head. Rana Gazuyeva, who...
This story began when I was just over eighteen. I didn't have much experience with girls at the time; in fact, I was still a virgin. There was one woman who was the main object of my fantasies back then, our next door neighbor, Maya Grant. She was a lot older than me, in her early to mid-thirties, and lived alone. Maya was also black. There weren't many blac...