I massaged my paw gingerly. I glanced at the clock. We were so far into our allotted time, and I'd hardly started my essay. But I just couldn't think about the damned essay with Professor Buchanon sitting just a few feet away from me. His stripes shown through his button-up shirt. He nudged his glasses up on his snout. Memories of our last time together flo...
She lay back on her bed. Rachel's sexiness was all engrossing. Her olive skin covered her limbs like the yellows, greens and tans of Van Gough Dandelion – symbiotic in his shades. Rachel was truly the sexiest woman that men had ever seen. She was a striking – the kind one writes ballots about. I was touched by her essence, which shone brilliantly through...
This is a work of fiction. The relationships portrayed in this story are also a work of fiction and any resemblance to a person is purely coincidental. Names are removed due to the sensitive nature of the text. Preface I've always had a thing for authority. Any authority will do: police officers, teachers, popes, et cetera. This kink is the quiet passenger...
My name is Kyle Gregory. I'm a tall young black man who originally hails from the Island of Haiti. Just a Haitian stud trying to make a living in America. I attend one of the very best schools in the state of Massachusetts. The Western Massachusetts Technical Institute or WMTI. It's one of the largest schools in the country. Home to a student body of thirty...
I met June at the local support group for women with mental health issues. She is a transsexual woman in her late fifties. Of course, June was the type to stand out, so I had seen her around our neighborhood for some time. Like most people, I admit I was curious. But unlike others, who taunted and tormented her, I was too polite to inquire. But over the week...
A new clamor interrupted Dr. Casey's own private scream of release; the one that echoed only in her head. Small crowds of drunken chatter floated by the side of the building as rodeo revelers started to head away from the stage for fresh drinks or make their way home for the evening. She could feel small whooshes of breath cooling her hot pussy and then Ra...
Chapter 1: Office Hours I can't believe they did this to me again for a second year. How did they expect me to make it across campus from one class to the other in the space of five minutes? It doesn't help that Dr Nathanial Williams always runs his lectures over by five minutes, either. He just doesn't stop talking until he realises he has his another clas...
Andy walked into the main office of Loop-a-Doo Public Relations Consultants Ltd at 5:30 for the meeting where everyone employed there would hear the dreaded news. He fancied he could smell fear in the air. The CEO Toby Collins announced, "Attention everyone, this is Mr Andy Ash, who is to deliver the bad news as part of JCA's need to restructure in order to...
Author's Foreword: This submission is a re-telling of my 'More Legacy of Number: 10 Part Series ' (Which was itself a continuation of my 'The Legacy of Number 7 and Number 1.' ) Note further that in the original, I only mentioned Jere as being divorced. In the follow up submitted, as requested by several readers, I give the details of his painful divorce.)...
I heaved a deep sigh as I rounded the large blue spruce at the bottom of Dean Garlow's long gravel driveway. His annual Labor Day faculty party had become somewhat of a tradition over the years and I felt an obligation to attend, even though I'd be seeing more than enough of the party attendees as the academic year got into full swing. While I wasn't particu...