This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * * * Growing up on the west side of Detroit, in a part of town often referred to as 'the hood', 'the projects', o...
Amanda Hamilton thought to herself how lucky she was. She had married Ryan Hamilton two years ago not just because he made her laugh and not because he was so very good looking but because he was extremely rich. Ryan had gained his wealth after his father had died unexpectedly four years before they met. His father, Henry Hamilton, had gained considerable w...
The morning dawned as Rex rolled out of bed. He looked at the two women, his wife Jennifer and his bosses secretary laying with their arms around each other and beginning to stir awake. It was Tuesday morning and he knew Beverly had to be to work by 9 or 9:30 he wasn't sure, but he headed for the shower. When he got out of the shower, they had wakened enough...
Faith was exhausted when she got home that evening. She hardly got any sleep the night before staying up most of the night with Tracy. Mark was working on the computer when she got home and just waived at him as she walked past his office door. She practically fell back onto the bed and closed her eyes as she kicked off her sandals. Mark poked his head in...
We moved into a trailer count due to the medical bills we have with mom's problems. I'm their only kid and I think dad thinks its all my fault that mom is having problems cause I guess it started when she give birth to me or so dad says. Next door there's a woman in her mid 30s and her son I have seen around. She's dam good looking for a white broad but her...
Patricia's pulse quickened as she walked into the crowded nightclub. She rounded the corner leading away from the front door and the loud thumping bass assaulted her ears. She'd never been much of a dancer and hip hop was not her type of music but Tony had chosen where to meet. Her pretty dark eyes scanned the crowded dance floor and she breathed a deep si...
"Are you June?" I looked down into the green eyes of a bald white man, and it took me a second to realize what he had asked. "Yes, I am. Are you the technician?" "Yes, ma'am. I'm Charlie," he said, climbing into the truck beside me. As I admired his wide, muscular arms, I was bathed in the fresh scent of his body wash. Irish Spring, maybe. Better than coff...
It was Sunday afternoon, two weeks after my 48th birthday, and I just returned home after a four day business trip that was littered with seven sales call visits and a one day company sales meeting. Totally exhausted, I just wanted to take a nice, long, soothing bath and jump into bed and catch up on some much needed sleep. After all, I still had to head to...
-The following story contains heavy race play. I do not personally bear any ill will towards the Korean race, or any race for that matter. Please enjoy this as a work of fiction!- "Good little Hyuna," said her producer, smiling down at the Korean idol. His penis was stiff as a board in his pants. "Hyuna good girl." "Very good. Very dumb and obedient, like...
As promised, here is the fourth chapter. Enjoy! It will probably be a couple of weeks or so before I finish the fifth chapter, as I am currently overwhelmed with classes :-( As always, please give me some feedback. I live on it!!! The dungeon hadn't been as horrid as she expected. Instead of sharing a cell with the others Kylee had been given what the...