Tyrell stood at Ashlee's door, still not sure what was going on. He'd gotten a text from JD, telling him to come over right away, "and bring some boys. Got a big surprise for u." He picked up Kendall and Jeff and was there within a few minutes. He knocked, and heard JD's voice. "Come on in." Tyrell, Kendall and Jeff stepped inside. The first thing th...
They all got into Kim's car ready for the trip. Haley turned around as soon as Kim started the engine looking Madison up and down. "You are just sooo cute, I can't even get over it!" and with that Haley got out and hopped into the back seat with Madison. "So do you like being all dressed up like this?" Kent nodded but didn't say a word. "Oh don't be l...
The intercom buzzed and Kevin glanced at the phone on his desk. A soft voice came across the speaker. "Call on line 1 Mr. McMahon." The receptionist could hear her boss take a deep breath before he started to speak, "Linda it's almost -" before the woman cut him off. "I know it is almost 4 o'clock, Mr. McMahon but it is Mr. Johnston from the bank." Kevi...
What's up people? My name is Sheila Adeyemi-Williamson and I'm a Black woman of Nigerian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm five-foot-nine, curvy and sexy, with dark brown skin, and short Black hair. I always look classy in tailored pantsuits when I go to work. And everybody notices. A beautiful, educated and confident Black woman is somethin...
For as long as you can remember, you've been an orphan on the streets of Westeros after your parents died of a plague, or so the wizened old septas who ran the orphanage told you. Small for your age, shy, quiet, and scrawny, you were picked on by other orphaned children growing up, and have sorely regretted the lack of a mother to protect and comfort you. Af...
My name is Ayaan Hussein, and I'm a biracial Muslim woman living in the City of Detroit, Michigan. I was born and raised in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a white mother, Alexandra "Allie" Valentine and a Somali immigrant father, Kader Hussein. Growing up the daughter of a mixed Muslim couple in Toronto, the most racially diverse town in all of Canada, I w...
If there are two things in life that I really hate, they must be: stereotyping and racism. So I have to warn you in advance that this story is about both of them. But it's a story that needs to be told because the ending is so satisfying. I was born and grew up in New York City. One of the stereotypes that I would like to dispel right away is that all Jewis...
Chapter I: Sharing Mission log: mars mission, day 47 Holly rocket, Date: 4-18-2057 It's boring and lonely on this ship. Most of the other crewmembers are succumbing to isolation sickness. With all our technology, we still cannot overcome boredom. My name is Holly Rocket; I am 26, with red, flowing hair. This is the forty-seventh day I have been locked i...
Hello everyone, Let me start off by saying I'm sooo sorry for the long wait. I can't believe it's been this long and really didn't mean to keep you guys hanging. I've been going through some stuff, but I'm happy to say I'm back and ready to continue this story. I hope you enjoy this chapter, so much more is revealed. As always please don't be shy and commen...
Five years have passed since part 1. Androids have quickly developed from being expensive specialist machines designed for dangerous work underground or in nuclear power stations to be common in all kinds of businesses. Recently androids, increasingly indistinguishable from humans, have started appearing in the homes of the wealthy and technology-obsessed, m...