"Fuck, this is going to be annoying all week," Nik cursed, peeling the bandages from his torso. Blood glued the soft material to the sliced wound. Pulling on the bandage stung, causing him to suck in air. Next to the dresser in the back of the host club, the Chinese doctor left a fresh set of supplies to fix up the wound, solo. Tonight, Nik wasn't expected...
She was drinking her usual ice mocha at the local Starbucks when she noticed a guy in the corner talking on his cell phone. Her lip curled a bit. She drank him in deeply as she sucked her coffee through the straw. She noted his slightly long pure black hair that obscured her view of his eyes. He was bowing emphatically, uttering a rapid stream of apologies,...
"If life is only blood and hate, Then what's there to left to demonstrate, Why can't the evil all just die, To leave us alone, For peace to fly?" The words of the song blared through the headphones in my helmet, bike a purring monster beneath me as I wove through traffic, gloved hands keeping a tight grip on the handle bars of my motorcycle. The music was b...
A week had passed since my world was turned dirty. Up until Friday I had that nagging worry wondering if Kendra might report me to company security. You never really know. Then there was the remorse I felt after I drove away as the reality of what I had done hit home. Cheating on your wife with a black girl half your age...eating out her butthole...dri...
あなたの娘さんの名誉私 Your daughter honors me Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2010 Evening, Saturday, August 4th Bob Osborne.... For the last week, I had returned to the hospital every day, ostensibly to check on Colonel Paras since I still felt a responsibility for her and to see Phelps... but, the truth was, I admitted to myself, to see the cute...
WARNING: Extended satirical material in this comedic fiction story may strike some readers as vulgar, offensive, prurient, or (worst of all) serious. It's satire. Please adjust your expectations and interpretations accordingly. We mean no offense whatsoever. A Hard Day's Night 4 Paola opened her eyes, the memories of yesterday's adventures echoed in her mi...
There is nothing quite like fun in the summer. Trust me on this one. My name is John LeJeune. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the city of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, but spent most of my life in Canada. I take Criminal Justice courses at Carleton University and hope to become a police...
[Note: This is an alternative timeline different from our own. Modern and the anachronistic mix.] Arsène Lupin III, grandson of the famous, the greatest, "Gentleman Burglar" who was even a match for Sherlock Holmes, was with, for the lack of a better term, his 'best friend', Daisuke Jigen. The best world's best marksman and former hitman for hire,...
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...
Mistress Lucy looked like hell on heels to Martin Prince. The diminutive Chinese Dominatrix was wearing her highest pair of black, high-heeled boots and was striding towards him with evil intentions. Martin, an overweight solicitor in his mid fifties, was totally defenceless, his hands cuffed behind his back, a ball gag rammed in his mouth, on his knees invi...