It was my first time on a train I was going to see my uncle in France. That's when I saw her a beautiful women she was 5'1, Blue eyes, Raven black hair, looks about 112lbs. I was about to go and talk to her but a crowd was in the way and she was gone so I boarded the train and when to my cabin and sat down. I must of fell asleep cause I heard beautiful voice...
Wednesday night's in Salisbury North Carolina could very well go down as the worst. My home town wasn't Vegas but there was always something to do. Freshman year of college was going pretty good for me, I made a lot of friends. I found several young women I wanted to give my attention to. As expected the best had guys back home they were still locked on to....
Everyone has passion in their lives. Or obsessions. If you don't, you really should. We all have them. They're the little things that we do because we simply must. My name is Kurt Lamar and I am a rather passionate individual. I put my passion in everything that I do. I come from a middle-class African-American family in Boston. I was the first person in my...
For nearly ten years I worked as a traveling salesman. My territory included the entire state of New Mexico and a small portion of Arizona, Utah, and Colorado in the immediate Four Corners vicinity. I usually confined my travel to New Mexico because the few communities in the Four Corners are small and widely separated. Actually, I had only three clients the...
The Sophomore class of Ancient Cultures at the University of Göttingen has just about 54 students. As a small class, they all know each other and have good interpersonal relationships. It was the day of the first assessment test in the summer semester, and Dr Patrick was standing tall at the front of the class. "You have just 40 minutes for this test. An...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. It involves both real and fictional people and organizations. It is not necessarily an accurate depiction of how the real people depicted are in real life. The real people used are mainly background characters there for context. The central characters to the story are primarily fictional. Any portrayal of a real pers...
Copyright 1998 Del Edwards (a nom de plume) I was already lying face up on the operating table wearing just my briefs when Joan Higley, the nurse who had gone over the paperwork with me, reappeared at my side. "You were right. There are three sites to be excised, not two," she said as she held up the clipboard with the release form attached. "I just liste...
Louie was in the same place on the bed when I slipped back into our dark room. His wine glass was there, same spot, still half full, and CNN was on 'mute' but still playing. He didn't appear to have moved an inch in the five hours that I'd been gone. As quietly as possible, I crept into the bathroom, and I locked the door behind me. Louie hadn't awakened, as...
Warning: This story has NO, I say again, NO, sex. It does have KKK wannabe's, the "N" word, a cross burning, and a vicious dog attack. Oh yeah, it's supposed to be funny. == Lamar Barnhill was not impressed. The three young pukes standing just inside the open door to his work shed didn't look good for much, most of all a Klan job. At first, they'd tried...
My name is Kitty, actually it's Katherine but my father gave me my nick name when I was a little girl. He used to cuddle me in his arms and I curled up like a kitten . I'm a big girl now, an executive VP for a major corporation, and I have heard some whisper behind my back and call me a cougar. I'm forty eight years old and if I must say so myself I look pr...