After dinner, Daphne and her husband sat in their living room, relaxing, sipping their after dinner wine. She was reading some book about living her best life, while he just sat, admiring his gorgeous young wife. Her long blonde hair currently up in a ponytail, a stray lock dangling in front of her face, her bright blue eyes scanning the pages of whatever it...
Here is part 2 of "On the Plantation." Thanks to all those who encouraged me to complete the story, and sorry it took so long. Stunned and disoriented, Martha stared at Lucy, prostrate on the floor, for a long moment. There was an eerie silence. When she looked up, all motion on the bed had ceased. It seemed as though they all had suddenly frozen in the m...
Occasionally, a story has to be written. This one is mostly true. The incidents really happened much as portrayed. For my loyal readers, this story has been in my head for a number of years waiting for its time. Its time is now. Hopefully you will understand it and the bitter memories I have carried most of my life. * "Have you heard from Sean? He was arre...
As the curtains drew back they reveled the big white screen. Darcy squirmed in her seat a little. She hated the seats at the theatre just as much as she hated the previews. Although they did give her plenty of time to reflect on everything that her mind was still trying to process. This week had been really hard on her fragile soul. Sitting on both sides o...
Setting: Prehistoric Lands, with all characters being clothed in typical caveman attire (animal-skin loincloths/tunics, no shoes, no shirts for the men, bone carved accessories) P.S. All dialogs are translated from an Unknown Ancient Language. This story is meant to inspire stories of a similar setting. If anyone decides to write stories about men in the...
Our producers had determined to stage Measure for Measure by William Shakespeare, one of the strangest of all his plays. The wild boy Claudio is sentenced to death for having sex by the uptight bureaucrat Angelo. Hypocritical and corrupt, Angelo offers to let Claudio go free, if he, Angelo, can have sex with Isabella, Claudio's sister. Isabella, of course, i...
My name is Rakhor and although I have the appearance of a tall, good-looking black man in his early twenties, I am actually much more than that. I am the God of Balance, Justice and Travels. A Trickster who acts as a force of balance on a cosmic scale. When I look at the world these days, I find myself disgusted. Seriously. Women are getting out of control a...
The world is changing. And many people are afraid of what these changes mean. Global warming. Political upheaval. Plagues. Wars. Yeah, all the flavors of humanity. It doesn't matter where you live, these changes will affect you. My name is Steve Voltaire and I'm a young black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Lots of chang...
My name is Anthony Blake. A big and tall Black man living in the United States of America. Boston is the city I call home. I've lived there ever since I graduated from Brockton Community High School in 2000. Massachusetts is like no place on the planet Earth. Yet even this venerable state isn't free from the influence of those men and women I label the hat...
Once upon a time in the Kingdom of Bohemia, there lived a beautiful princess who was known far and wide as 'lovely Tatjana, the Enchantress.' So legendary did her beauty and sensuality become that in rural districts the slang for masturbation among young adolescents was phrased as 'dreaming of Tatjana.' In some of the more conservative provinces, the very...