It was a summer morning with the birds chirping around. No loud vehicles driving past the neighborhood, it was a quaint scene of a very perfect residential area. Contrastingly, the scene of complete complementing elements became diverse by an odd couple. On one side was a rough-looking older male, on the other, it was a slice of chocolate-made sight of a we...
The Harley purred with power as he gunned it down the highway, moving effortlessly through the traffic. It felt good to be out on the road again, the bright spring sun shining down, the breeze caressing his face. He pulled off at the exit quickly working his way through the neighborhood and parking the big bike in her driveway. He pulled off his helmet, set...
In an average wife's life there are so many things that are just common and routine. We are a dime a dozen. Nothing flashy. We seldom make a big splash in the room. We are the silent, hidden glue that holds things together. Some of us barely even qualify to be considered average, while others of us flirt along the line of being exceptional, memorable, inspir...
Back in the 1980s I was a manufacturer's representative selling hospital supplies in Chicago. Most of the time I met with middle-aged men, hospital administrators. But then I met Lynda Keller, a nursing supervisor, divorced, mid-30s and slightly built lady with ash-gray, blond hair cut in a pixie manner. I soon learned she wore her hair that way so the it wo...
The name is Karl Guillaume. I'm a young Haitian man living near the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Life for black folks in America is tough but some of us do have it good. I'm happy to say that I am one of the lucky few. I am thankful for being the son of James Guillaume, one of the most prominent Haitian-American lawyers and politicians in the state of Mass...
Losing my virginity was uneventful and awkward. I decided to, on a whim, with a guy a couple of years older than me that was from my neighborhood. Donnie was a friend. I had homeroom with his girlfriend. This would later set a pattern for me. I figured if I am going to do it, why not with a friend. I was a tomboy, who could clean up very well. I played softb...
The first few years of college went by rather uneventfully, I met a few interesting people, especially the Ethiopian girls attending the college on work grants; they were fun, and very Americanized for the most part, then there were the people I normally hung out with. Other than the Ethiopians, there were few women worth hanging out with. Till my last semes...
Another sunny morning in Toontown, and Jessica Rabbit has just sent her beloved husband hopping off to the studio, laughing like a lunatic with his favorite Ren & Stimpy lunch pail and a cloud of singing hummingbirds, leaving her alone for the day. Well, not "alone" alone. Nobody is ever really alone in Toontown. As she saunters back to the living room, she...
My 1st venture in writing erotica. Your comments and ratings are appreciated. ***** The Awakening Cinta was energetic, passionate and too extroverted. She is a feminist. She is the most independent women you will ever meet. She has her own apartment and a high paying MNC job as Director of Regional Sales at the tender age of 28. She is a leader. She is on...
I always wanted my own business but could never think of what kind of business to open, that is, until I thought about writing 750-1,000 word custom stories for people. Once people discover that I'm a writer, they always tell me that I should write their life story. Okay, I will, only it will cost you. Then, they don't mention it again. I realized a niche i...