*** For Sting, pushing drugs wasn't just a means to an end. He was a graduate of Yaba College and had better grades than most of his peers in society. He had never been destitute or so in need of cash like most people in the business claimed to have been once upon a time in their lives. He'd been born to middle class parents, but hadn't fit in with their id...
Banks stared at the African woman clad only in a piece of loincloth around her waist, her breasts hanging off her torso like pawpaw fruits as she was bent over, scooping water from the stream in front of her. After a minute's consideration, Banks touched the undersides of her pregnant belly with a brush to make it look even heavier. She wore colored beads ar...
Jennifer exited the house via the back door. The loud party music was shut off when she shut the door behind her. She descended into the clean and serene backyard which was illuminated by security lights. The pool had been drained off. She was still wearing her party dress that would have made her look exquisite in the bright lights if not for the ugly frown...
He was unavoidable. In the week since she'd seen Mae out in the barn with Abraham, Caroline had attempted to keep him from her sights at all costs, but her goal proved impossible. Mr. Banks had grown fond of the massive man, "his perfect specimen," he called him, and had slowly but surely made him a part of every aspect of the household. Abraham brought fire...
Characters: Dahlia and Mr. Banks. Descriptions: Dahlia is a college student with long dark hair usually put up in a loose bun. She is shy, pleasant and professional. Mr. Banks is a skilled corporate lawyer, somewhat older than Dahlia, with buzzed white hair and cold eyes. Setting: The office of a three-lawyer firm. The secretary's desk sits in the small lo...
Serena Williams, the reigning Queen of the Down Low Sisterhood of Hollywood is back in action. The hiatus is over, folks. After her relationship with sexy paramour Lisa-Raye McCoy didn't go as smoothly as planned, Serena has moved on. The Black Amazon is back to doing what she does best. Playing a mean game of international tennis and dominating other ladies...
I powered the small inflatable towards shore. Glancing back at the horizon I took in the beautiful pinks, purples and oranges of the sunset. White sand and black rocks contrasted on Makalawena beach. I saw no one on the beach and I was glad, I didn't expect anyone, after all it was Thursday. This just made my mission easier. As the sun set the darkness would...
Susan pressed the electric bell at the gate a second time. She looked at the CCTV camera well-hidden from sight above the wicket gate; she was the one that put it there and knew exactly where it was. She stood bare feet outside the wicket gate holding her jogging shoes and waiting for the gateman to arrive. She wore a pink sweat suit and a BEATS BY DRE heads...
Okay. So I had to come somewhere to sort all of this stuff out. So here I am, sitting on the banks of the river here in Paris with a coffee, my pen and my diary. I guess the only way I'm going to be able to do this is to write it all down. So here goes. The South African bar - The Springbok - was great. I managed to start talking to someone straight away -...
After the embarrassing episode with Sophie I vaguely planned some sort of response. Sophie was back to her pleasant self and no photos had appeared. I could wait. Spring and the rugby season finished. We got knocked out of the local 7-a-side tournament in the second round and I made myself available for work at The Manor. Even without the stable work there...