My name is Harriet Tamlin and my life didn't start, not really, until the summer after my eighteenth birthday. I spent the first seventeen years of my life at death's door. Well, maybe not literally, not every day. I'd take breaks from chemo, sometimes they lined up with breaks from other things, and before you knew it I had burr of hair on my scalp. I'd p...
[As always, italicized speech preceded with an asterisk denotes subtitles] A year had gone by since the night Randy and Kiyoko spent with each other. Because both of them still lived at home, they had to plan their sexual escapades around when one of their families was away, or rent the occasional hotel room. Nevertheless, the pair was happy, and their love...
At dinner, Carla looked scrubbed after a shower. Her hair was slightly wet and tied in a pony tail. She wore a simple white, flowery sundress that came just above her knees and was cut low, revealing her tan shoulders, bare arms and a little cleavage. She looked angelic with tiny silver earrings and a bracelet on her wrist. I noticed she was barefooted when...
There is something about the military. I can tell you, you become family. Maybe even more than family. Once you've sweated, bled, cried and triumphed with a person, you know them. There doesn't have to be secrets anymore. You share everything. Pain. Sorrow. Success. And failure. By God you all share in the failure! Like I said, you share everything, so it w...
Eva looked out her bedroom window. She had heard the gate to her driveway being opened. It was Jim, the son of her best friends Alice and Mike, arriving to mow her lawn. Eva was a fifty five year old widow, living alone on the outskirts of a small college town. Her husband Eddy had passed away three years previous. Eva was only now beginning to pick up her...
To everyone who left those comments about the negativity of black women--the divide between the "hipsters" and the "ratchet" ones--I didn't mean to convey black women in that light. It was not intentional. I didn't want to make Roshanda look really judgemental, I was merely having fun telling a story about a non-stereotypical black woman with a dilemma. Read...
The snow fell thick and deep in New York City on Christmas Day 2009 so we were just as glad that we didn't have anywhere to go. It was our first Christmas as a couple and the first Holiday that neither of us would be spending with our families. We just didn't have enough money to travel across the country because we'd both graduated that awful year and I ha...
This story is XXX rated. Not only must you be older than 18-years-old to read my story but also, and this is tricky, you must be an immature adult. Are you over 18-years-old? Lean to the screen and nod your head in the affirmative or shake your head in the negative so that I can see if you are older than 18-years-old or if you're a minor and prohibited fro...
Chapter 5 Socorro Islands Part 12 Day 5 I searched the ship's deck, looking for Stephanie. I found her on a lounge chair, naked, as usual, with Aaron fingering her pussy. Her eyes were closed, basking in the sun, as if this was another typical day. Which on this trip, it had been. Aaron, rubbed her thighs, stuck his fingers in her pussy, played with her c...
I had helped Dawn put the kids to bed, do their bedtime stories and so forth, before wandering back downstairs. Dawn was preparing dinner and we sat at the table to eat in peace. Dinner was nothing special, pleasant but ordinary. We made small talk as we ate before Dawn went into a big long explanation about her sister, Linda. Linda was a bit scatty but to...