(Every word of this is 100% true.) Last night I was about to go to bed. Before I did so, I went to the windows one last time to look down disdainfully upon the hoodlums that destroy the quietude of my elegant, upscale neighborhood. After shaking my head a few times, I directed my gaze to the horizon, or at least where the horizon would be but for the variou...
In African communities, if a man happens to Bisexual, he should really keep it to himself. Lots of Black women have Black Gay male friends and support the Black Homosexual lifestyle, that's true. A word of caution, please. Now, those same Black women would have a fit if they found out that their boyfriends or husbands were Bisexual. Black female intolerance...
"Black Kink, there's an App for that," Stevenson Fils-Aime said aloud, stroking his goateed chin. The big and tall, dark-skinned young Haitian man lay in bed, in the basement of his aunt Mabel's townhouse in the City of Orleans, Ontario. With his aunt visiting old friends in the City of Montreal, Quebec, the brother had the place to himself. What's a brother...
This is a fuck parody... It ain't real Sofia Vergara got off the chartered jet, wrapped in a fur coat. Her world famous body totally covered. It was the North Pole after all. She was there at the request of Mrs Claus. Santa, for some reason had been very depressed and there was a big fear that he wouldn't be able to make his yearly Christmas gift trip aroun...
You've heard this story a thousand times already, I'm sure. Some of you probably know all the verses by heart. And yet, all you're familiar with is but a fabulation, a convoluted lie created to indoctrinate the masses. Reality as a whole is quite different, and it's that difference you're about to unearth for within lies the genesis of your being, the unseen...
As the grass grew that summer he came to terms with her complex moods and gained her trust, something her husband had never done. They never actually became lovers, but Sandra never seemed to mind his dog-like devotion, and for Charles, it was better than nothing. Of course, all this sex and gardening had filled Charlie's head so much, he was oblivious to...
The woman beyond the undergrowth that shielded her from sight was possibly the most attractive person that Laura had ever seen. She was an inhabitant of the jungle, of that there was to be no doubt. Her clothing was of rough cut animal skins; a mix-mash of different beasts crudely sown together. Despite the primitiveness of her attire, the woman still radiat...
I often envy my friends here in metropolitan Ottawa, for the endless freedom that they enjoy. Of course, I never tell them this. They see me walking by, the tall, plump Arab gal with the hijab and long skirt, and they think they're so different from me. As if I don't have romantic or sexual fantasies, as if I don't have needs. They forget that I am a woman u...
The moon was dimmed by the thick fixture of leaves that shuttered above us, leaving only the soft street lights and the bright stream of the car's headlights to illuminate the street before us. Although it wasn't a full moon, my blood nonetheless felt heavy, my heart rate unsteady and quickened. I continually cast a nervous glance to the line of vehicles...
I'm always amazed at the amount of light that a full moon can produce. In the darkness of the night, it doesn't seem like I should be able to see this well. Streetlights and porchlights on our nearby houses give some ambient light, but it wouldn't be enough to see by. However, on a night like this when the moon is full and the sky is clear with stars staring...