Chapter 1 The harvest moon was rising just over the horizon to the east, a big bright orange-yellow globe magnified in size by the refraction of the light through the atmosphere. The sun had set in the west only a few minutes before and its warm glow still lingered in the western horizon, coloring the clouds a beautiful shade of red and purple hues. Maria k...
Nursing a black eye – black from bruising – Darcy Treadwell grinned at the teasing he received on entering the bar on the waterfront of the tiny coastal village of Kauri Bay. The usual comment was "Cor, your wife hit you?" One variation was, "Your mother-in-law hit you?" Neither was correct, Darcy had walked into the doorway of the cabin on his fishing boat...
Chapter 6 - Virginia About one a.m., Dave looked around the bed and chuckled to himself. He had wiped out three women, leaving them speechless and in a state that Dave had heard of as 'rode hard and put away wet'. The term had been corrupted from equestrian usage, and these days referred to the totally disheveled and exhausted appearance of the three women...
It had been only a few weeks since Ray and Joan found each other again. Every time Carol and I saw them at the club they were smiling and happy, but we didn't see them very often. I remember Carol saying that they had a lot of "sack time" to catch up on and I suspected that they were doing exactly that. On one occasion, I was standing alone at the bar sippin...
Epilogue That's all folks... "Seriously?" Lorette waved a nervous hand at Camille, telling her to keep her voice down. She looked around carefully, checked out the window to make sure they hadn't been heard. "Yes," she said. Her voice was hushed, as if imparting a secret that could bring the world to a screeching halt. "I don't know what to do." Camille...
CHAPTER FOURTEEN: DYNAMO KIEV v CHELSEA The thirty year old Ukranian international footballer watched transfixed as Lydia Keith removed her tight tweed skirt, and watched as its silk lining slid over her sheer stockings to her ankles. He puffed deeply on his cigar as he watched her perched on the end of the bed. The merino wool polo neck clung tightly to h...
Los Angeles TV Reporter Robert James looked at his ex-wife Neesee James. Even after all this time she still was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes upon. The tall, long-haired and light-skinned Black woman whom he once called his Caramel Goddess. And she called him her Ebony King. A long time ago. Back when they still loved one another. Well, afte...
PART TWO - CAMBRIDGE - 1 - "So..." Gabe said, unable to sit there in awkward silence any longer, "A transgender symbol, eh? What does that mean?" After almost an hour and a half of feeling uncomfortable in the back of the cab with the fearsome stare of the purple haired punk eyeing him up from across the seat, Gabe was feeling pretty nervous. He had accep...
Big, blond and beautiful! That says it all about her. The knockout of my dreams Diane was and still is. She dazzled me when we first met at the train station. She was hot with her hair all neatly tucked into her style. She didn't wear too much make-up, which was a plus. I'm not a fan of a caked-on face. It gets in the way of the kissing and licking and such....
Hey, there. What's up? Kelvin James Guillot is the name, and I'm a young man living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. My father, Oscar Guillot, is Afro-Caribbean, originally from the island of Haiti, and my mother Jennifer Hughley is white, originally from the City of London, Ontario. I guess that makes me Haitian-Canadian. Cool. My folks met as students at Q...