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Steven Lampard High School was having their annual week-long summer vacation for the students just before they left. Since it was usually expensive, not many people went on these trips, but this year, nine students managed to afford the holiday, some got the parents to pay, and some worked but they were not preparing to leave. Characters: Xander Evans: Short...
This the story about how I met a German woman at an industrial club that turned into one of the many wonderful women that became regular play partners for the three years I spent living overseas. I'm Afro-Latino and it's obvious. I stood out of the crowd in Germany without even trying. I jump around a lot in my time line from living there because it was a bu...
I arrived at the client's house and expected her to be almost violently upset. I had sent her pictures, ones that she wanted me to get. Instead, I found her outside in the driveway, waiting for me, with a smile. She was standing beside her car, a classic 1953 Chevrolet with a multi-chromatic paint job. She was quite a woman; large breasts yelled inside a too...
I felt the sweat dripping of my back as my eyes were searching the bags that appeared on the carousel in the crowded hall. The majority of the other passengers was gone already, like always the airport workers seemed to save my luggage for last. It was my second time in Portugal, I had visited once before in my youth for a football tournament. That had been...
"So, Nana, what's a gal like you doing working in a place like this?" Raymond Davidson said to the female barber as he sat in the comfortable leathery swivel chair, and he looked at his reflection in the wall-to-wall mirror. A big and tall, dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome young man smiled back at him. Raymond nodded at his reflection, aware of the barber...
"No thanks, I'm done. It's my first night back," I told the bartender when he asked if I wanted another. Two drinks were enough, all I wanted was to get out of this hell and get back to my motel. It was karaoke night at this little joint in Burbank and the woman I was with wanted to dance. First of all, I hate to dance because I'm no good at it. Second of al...
*Inspired by the song "1980" by Herb Alpert and true events * He stood on the soccer pitch and shook his head. How did I get here? went through his mind. A year before, Sheridan Lockwood was just a sophomore, a 15-year-old student who walked into the classroom at lunch to see what the student government was all about. And now, moments before kickoff, he st...
I reach to you and pull you on to my lap. I begin to kiss and nuzzle your neck as my fingers trace little designs on your back. You wrap your arms around my head and stroke my neck gently. You pull my chin up and we kiss deeply while our tongues dance and swirl together. I suck your bottom lip into my mouth and hold it between my teeth. Not in a hard way but...
Chloe made her way towards the slightly open and beckoning bedroom door. Kimberley lay beautifully nude and aglow in soft yellow candle light, alone in body only, as the telephone rested next to her on the night-stand....off its cradle and on speaker. Chloe remained unmoving in the darkness of the hallway, safely hidden from her girlfriends sight, as a warm...