Note: A fanfic that's completely fictional that probably has never and will never happen? Why I never! Yes this is complete fantasy and never happened. Hello, my name is Rene and I am 20 years old. I've been working on the set of Wonder Woman working as part of the makeup department for the past 5 months going from Italy to France to London, places, I nev...
Hi, everybody I'm back after a very long absence, thanks again for your patience! *** My friendship with John McDonald went back quite a way. We'd met long ago when I was just a partner in a photo business with my childhood friend Chris Foster. McDonald was regarded something of an Orson Welles-type, an auteur of cinema to some, but to others he was all ta...
I had my fun day off and went back to work the next day. I told them all that it must have been the one day flu or something. Everyone seemed to be glad I was back since work was starting to back up. Taking a day off in the middle of the week is much better than taking a day off on a Monday or Friday. It mixes the week up and gives a person almost two weeken...
They were sitting at the drive-thru eating lunch in the car, just the two girlfriends. They talked and joked and then ten minutes before they had to leave and return to work a car pulled in next to them. The driver of the car was a guy perhaps thirty-five and both gals looked over at him. The driver in the girl's car looked at her friend and absent-mindedly...
In the last chapter I said that Duncan's parents resided in Virginia, after giving it more thought I decided to move them to Georgetown Washington DC. Thank you all for reading, voting, commenting and all the feedback. It makes all of the work worth it. ******* "Duncan, you're up!" Jay shouted. I gulped as I looked inside the ring and saw Ronda getting rea...
Note: this is a work of fiction, all characters involved are over 18. On a bright sunny day, Princess Laele stepped across the fields of the high hills north of Underhewn. Sun warmed her skin and the cooler spring wind teased her sundress as she held a hand to her brow, surveying the landscape and mountains ahead. "Princess Laele," with a loud clanking an...
Selena Texeira could be considered beautiful by just about any standard of beauty around the world. The six-foot-tall, curvy young woman with the light brown skin, stylish Afro, and curvaceous figure usually saunters into a room like she owns the place. Selena isn't the type to strut, she saunters, and there's a big difference between the two. Looking at the...
The bar was busier than I would have liked...I'm not a very social Guy. Jean was dressed in a tight white tanktop that showed just enough of Her white lace bra. Both barely covering Her beautiful C-cup breasts. The pleated denim skirt she wore was mid-thigh length and ended just above the white lace stockings She wore. The short red leather boots were the 'c...
"I'm not a dyke, I may feel certain things when I'm around certain girls but I'm not like those weird, extreme bitches I see walking around at pride parades," Farah Elmi said, somewhat angrily and the six-foot-tall, dark-skinned and slender, Hijab-wearing young Somali Muslim woman leaned back in her chair, and sighed deeply. Sitting in the living room of her...
"This is haram," Zahra Hamideh said as her classmate Richa Chuttani drew near, a cocky grin on her lovely face. Zahra felt her pulse quicken as Richa came toward her, and Zahra wasn't sure whether to kiss the cocky bitch or slap the shit out of her. I just might do both, Zahra thought, her eyes flitting over Richa's lithe yet curvy body. Richa looked great i...