This story is a continuation from my older account. ***** I was in the middle of the thirteenth swat to Carly's fine bottom when I heard a tap at the door. I rushed to answer it, and there was Natalie, who immediately grabbed me to give me a kiss on the lips before pushing her way inside and letting Armin crawl inside the bedroom on his knees. I was a bit...
Note- There have been numerous attempts to update Sherlock Holmes into the modern age and so I have decided to place my personal imagined version from 1891 to the present day. As usual, Scarlett Johansson is my chosen heroine with Emma Watson by her side. This tall tale is entirely fictional and not meant to offend any celebs described herein. x 1891, Lon...
"You may be seated." We all mechanically, like a herd of obedient sheep, dropped to our creaking pews. Everyone in attendance settled in as comfortably as they could onto the wooden benches, preparing for the long sit through Pastor John's sermon; that is, everyone but me. I was riveted, perched on the edge of my seat. My eyes darted to the stairs leadin...
Dedicated to my friend Vickie Tern Author's Notes: M and M Coltsfoot is a work of fiction. The characters and plot represent no known people or actions. The geographical locations in Texas and elsewhere are quite real, however, and described as best as the author can make such description. The same is true of the several universities mentioned in the story...
Inside his dorm at the University of Prince Edward Island in the City of Charlottetown, Karim Adeluyi was restless. And it wasn't just midterm madness, or the hostile stares and passive-aggressive bullshit he'd grown accustomed to receiving from some Canadian students who weren't used to seeing people who looked like him in their otherwise homogenous learnin...
Ok, it's something one doesn't admit to doing. You, me, us watch the Soaps? NEVER! But it's strange how millions of people around the world are addicted to the Soap Operas. Interesting how you kinda know what's happening in the nightmare, complex world of these serialized dramas because you have a friend or relative who is one of these millions of addicted...
Another Christmas at the Barbas complete. I'd been dating Sylvie for over three years and with every holiday her family's disappointment in me became reduced by about five percent. Her big brothers, Nic and Rudy, were more interested in sports than anything I brought up. Her mother always sighed heavily as she told me I needed to eat more, not accepting the...
The two went to Home Depot and Giovanna had Cam's name added to her charge card, a relatively safe way to give him autonomy in his projects. A few days went by and he got a solid idea of what he would need for each project, but given the quantity of materials he would need, he decided to purchase for one project at a time. He started out replacing the old, r...
"Sa-Sa, my friend, you must teach me how to pray," Samuel Rosewood said enthusiastically, and he pointed to the words 'Family in Faith' written on his new blue jersey, along with the description Muslim Scholars Association of the Mississauga branch of the University of Toronto. It was Islamic Awareness Week, and after much soul searching, Samuel came to the...
"This is so wrong," Samuel Senghor thought to himself, as he looked at the beautiful woman slumbering next to him. Was there anything worse than a man hooking up with his best friend's mother? Lying on the bed, her curvaceous body stark naked, a fine sheen of sweat oozing out of her forehead, Fariba Nazari looked quite lovely. The years had been kind to her,...