12-31-2016 He said he didn't know what to get me for my birthday. So I actually worked up the courage to tell him what I wanted. That I wanted to be more than a girlfriend even though I knew we could not marry until all the kids were grown. He said getting engaged meant you would get married, that he doesn't want that then he told me no. Guess that answered...
I am anxiously awaiting your arrival. We haven't seen each other in ... I don't know.... 2 days, and I know my body is aching for yours. We decide to meet in a shopping center parking lot. My phone rings, and It's you, telling me you're almost here. My stomach lurches with anticipation, and I can already feel the wetness between my legs. I want to give in a...
Okay, so I was sitting at my favorite computer inside the Carleton University library when I learned from the client liaison officer of Securitas Canada that I was fired from Bell Canada, supposedly because someone thought they saw me sleeping in the ladies room. What the fuck? I looked at my cellphone like it was possessed and shot the bearded Arab libraria...
Another loving wives tale, but split into three chapters. All three are finished and will be submitted over three or four days. The first two chapters are 'loving wives' and the last 'romance'. Yes, it's going to have a happy ending. This first chapter is quite short, and sets the story up. Sorry but not too much in the way of explicit sex. +++++ I took...
The slight twitching of eight inches of flesh against my belly woke me from my reverie. Trying to hide a smirk, I closed my eyes shut and snuggled deeper into the space between his underarm. I couldn't keep the show running though; I had to take a deep breath in, smell my man. I loved his sweaty smell in the morning. And he knew it. "You poser... Come here"....
This is an offshoot of Bitsy's story involving her sister, Kaitlyn/Katya, the wife of Count Dracula (from the dinner scene) who disappeared ten years ago. I wrote this before I wrote the piece that mentioned her disappearance, and I'm posting it now as I ruminate over the next chapter (with that piece included). I'm placing it in the nonhuman category becaus...
My name is Kendra Jones. I'm a six-foot-tall, curvy and big-bottomed, dark-skinned Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I'm a student at Barrack College, a historically Black private school located at the heart of the City of Champions. In the eyes of the world, I am a strong Black woman. Captain of the Women's Wrestling Squ...
My name is Kimberly Pierre. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. By day, I am a student at Buffalo State College, majoring in the field of criminal justice. At night, I lead a very different life. The things I do at night would absolutely stun the men and women who think they know me. Especially the men...
Tisa had moved back to Florida from Texas after a year's absence. It took her several weeks to revisit all of her old friends, as well as making some wonderful new ones. Just a few weeks back in Florida, Tisa was introduced to what her friends knew was her fantasy, younger man -- her boy toy. It was as if they had tucked Charlie away purposely for a time whe...
Note: In the last article I explained the phenomenon of the human senses and how they trigger memory and feelings, and the power of association. There was also a word on the neurological phenomenon Synaesthesia, which formed the basis for these creativity exercises. This article talks about colour and how it affects us on a sensory, instinctual, intuitio...