"Professor Webster, how did Socrates come up with a female character as strong as Antigone?" Except, she pronounced Anti-gone. I smiled benignly at my inquisitor. She was a Barbie doll, right down to the IQ. She was tall, lithe, blond, with blue eyes and breasts that were all-encompassing. It was hard to look her in the eyes. "Well, Christy, Antigone was wr...
My name is Kassandra Joan Noorse. I am a tall, good-looking and chubby, large-breasted and big-bottomed young black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Many people consider me to be a total bitch. And you know what? They're absolutely right. I am a bitch. A totally ghetto bitch. If you don't like it, sue me. Or better yet, kiss my fat black gh...
Jessica slept, her Swedish ancestry proven by her hair, a mildly snarled mass of pale tresses contrasting with the deep amaranthine pillow case. She occupied her favorite place, post-orgasmic sleeping. "OhMyGodtheyrecominghereintwodays!! SamnAndrewaregoingtovisitAlabama!" Jessica opened her eyes –one of them, anyway – as the shattering burst of incomprehe...
I begin each year...planning and organizing. Goal setting and dreaming. I have several tools that I rely upon to do that. But one of my favorites for the past three or four years is a book called Wishcraft by Barbara Sher. It is one of those self-help books full of exercises to help you identify your goals and then plan how to achieve them. This is one exerc...
My name is Lucas James Plywood. I'm a young black man living in the City of Los Angeles, California. These days, I'm a student at the prestigious Central California College, one of the best private schools in the state of California. Add to that the fact that I basically attend this great school for free and you'll realize why I'm in such a celebrating mood....
"God. She's hot!" She looks over at him. What an asshole. Well, maybe not an asshole, but definitely a bastard. The girl who had sauntered out onto the runway was in fact, now that she looked at her, pretty hot. Big round firm tits, nipples like two ripe cherries waiting to be plucked, a flat hard belly, high, proud ass and legs that looked like the ripp...
It was my last day in Spain. I had been there for a fortnight taking care of a family's children. It seemed like a wonderful summer job. I just had to go there and keep an eye on the little boys while speaking English to them. Easy one. At night, I could go out and party. It looked like the best job! Some of my friends had done it the previous year, and they...
As she talks to Montana she stands stock still in the threshold that seperates the living area from the bedroom and bathroom. Her heart is pounding so hard she feels faint. Mint and Mandrake stand before her watching her lips move. They hold the same stance, expression, the same damn face. She turns away in a sudden need for privacy. Words with as much venom...
Whose children are they then? Dr. Subramaniam, the director of the Genetics & Fertility Institute, was polite and professional when he broke the bitter news to me. "We are very sorry, Mr. Halsbeth. But I am afraid that your sperm is simply not suitable for our donor program." Not suitable? Based on their brochures, I would have thought that I was the p...
A Wider Sky: Beyond Eclipse Series Copyright first edition 2013, 2015 Chapter 17 It's hard to believe the school holiday begins tomorrow and the end of the academic year was here. It seemed so far away, seven months ago when I first started school and even further away a week ago. But it was here and I would re-unite with my mom tonight. I was so excite...