There is nothing quite like the feeling I get when I accomplish something. As the valedictorian of my graduating class at Mansfield University in Mansfield, Massachusetts, I have quite a lot to be proud of. For starters, I am the first black male valedictorian the school had ever seen. Not once in its two-hundred-year history has a black person achieved what...
The door. Most people rang the bell. He was sure some one had knocked. It was difficult to hear with the hail falling He ran to open it. Waiting was a woman. She was young, well, youngish, about his age. He saw her blue, red lips and the teeth behind them locked in a chatter. So cold, he wondered if it was dangerous out there and he looked, saw hail stones,...
When I opened the suite door I found out the reason why Kate sounded so wound-up. There was a line of arrows made out of toilet tissue leading me to the bedroom. Right up to where my Lovely One lay stark naked on the edge of the bed, with her feet on the floor and her knees spread wide apart, holding her pussy lips open with her fingertips. There was a note...
1. Becoming a lesbian sissy slut I was eighteen years old when I became a girl. Or rather: When I was turned into a submissive lesbian sissy slut by my High School teacher, Miss Johnstone. She was an imposing woman, in her late fifties, tall and with short cropped grey hair. She had piercing green eyes and a well-trained body that she kept in shape by regul...
My name is Alicia Joanna Silverman. I'm the Head Trainer of Secret Fat Camp in the city of Norwood, Massachusetts. It's a camp where big women who want to shed a few pounds can go. It's a nurturing yet challenging environment. I ought to know, I've been coming there for years. Now, I am in charge of it. It's my ship and I run it with a tight fist. Any fatt...
Vivian continued her conversation with Angela by this observation: "This does lead me to ponder about your love of your fiancé, Ralph Peterson. I've no doubt about the sincerity of your professions of genuine love for him, and for that matter vice versus. Still you are desiring to engage in threesome sex with me during your honeymoon, and in fact last night...
My name is Elisabeth Madsen. A five-foot-ten, slim and pretty, short-haired and green-eyed Australian woman of English descent living in the city of Toronto, Province of Ontario. As of today, I am forty two years old. These days I teach business administration at the University of Toronto, where I met my significant other Joanne Gustav. A six-foot-tall, allu...
Chapter 3 — Dorm Life You know what's weird? When you go from being a senior in high school—totally chill, biggest fish in the pond, wise and sophisticated—to being a freshman in college—totally lost, insecure, minnow in a big, strange ocean. People treat you like you're twelve years old, and you kind of feel that way. That's sure how I felt, anyway. Add...
Call me Kay. It's short for Khadija Ali. I'm a young Somali woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am twenty two years old. Presently, I study at Algonquin College, and someday, I am going to be a police officer. In the meantime, I'm working as a cashier at a grocery store and trying to get by. Pure and simple. The police foundations program at Algon...
One life to live, ladies and gentlemen. That's basically all we've got. My name is Sagal Jawari and I'm a young black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I study criminal justice at the University of Toronto, and these days, life is too hectic for words. It's not easy being a brown-skinned female and a Muslim in Canada. Eve...