The name is James Monceaux. I'm a big and tall ( six foot-three and 270 pounds, to be exact ) , good-looking young black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, life is good. Lots of good things have been happening for me this year. My girlfriend accepted my marriage proposal. We plan on getting hitched sometime in the...
The Life and Hard Times of Eugene the Nerd Part One: Becoming a Man ***** Eugene was a nerd. He was a nerd from his first day in school as a youngster. School came easy for Eugene. He made straight As his entire time in school. He loved nothing more than to read and learn, and spent all of his free time reading and studying. Eugene was almost devoid of a...
I was born in New York City. I was raised a strict catholic having always gone to catholic school and never gone to public school a day in my life. I was always the "good girl" and the "sweet one." I didn't know any other life other than what my parents had expected from me. After high school, I went to a private university in upstate New York. This city gi...
Trying to complete my last seminar, teaching two classes as part of my assistantship, and taking on two more at the local community college was a challenge, but by the third week I was already in a comfortable routine. Almost too comfortable. The community college kids were a different breed. Grad school at a private school is challenging, and teaching priv...
After getting the kids into bed, Tawny sat on the couch with David. He draped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. "Do you want a glass of wine or something?" she asked. "No, I'm good. I just want to sit here with you." "Has Johnny said anything about staying here? Is he okay with it now?" Johnny had had nightmares the first few times the bo...
I never intended to become a blackmailer. I was only trying to protect my sister...at first. I always thought of myself as a good person but, when it came down to it, I couldn't resist temptation. It all started at a kind of a lonely time in my life. I'd never been that social in school, and college was proving no different. I didn't have many friends, and l...
Part II Wedded Bliss Midway through my senior year, I was rollerblading across the campus commons when a runner blindsided me. I crashed to the ground and he fell on top of me. I looked up at him as a groan of pain escaped my lips. It was Adam. He smiled and helped me up, making sure I wasn't hurt. A tingle raced through me as his hands brushed the leaves...
Camilla arrived at Luvlee's at about ten to six that Friday; when she got to the bar, she got naked as usual. A man with a suitcase walked up to her and asked if she was Camilla. When she nodded, he told her he was a photographer, and he opened his suitcase to show her his portfolio. She wasn't impressed with the quality of his photos, and when she gave him...
Emma lead me through a couple of corridors and into a well furnished bedroom/living area with its own double bed, TV and kitchenette. At the foot of the bed was a cage big enough to comfortably fit two people and there were blankets and cushions as well as two bowls on the floor of it. "Welcome to my home." Emma's voice broke me out of my study of the room'...
AN: Thanks for clicking on my story! This is my first original idea that I've had the confidence to post; I don't have a beta so if anyone likes this story and would like to, feel free to contact me on here. This takes place at a small fictional private college, set in Paris, France. So there will be the occasional French (with translation) thrown into the s...