For a while in college I dated an older man who was quite successful as a businessman of some sort (never did find out what exactly he did...). Remembering my time with him made me start to think about what it is to be a whore. We think that only women who take money for sex are whores, but don't most women trade favors for sex in some way? Maybe its not as...
A flash story (This came to me when I was observing (at a distance) a fast paced negotiation that ended poorly for one of the sides.) "Hey Chloe, before we go down to your mothers' surprise birthday party, could you step in here for a minute?" It was my husband Mark. We've been wed for a year now and it's all good. We married right after college and with hi...
Watching the humans live their daily lives made her life a fraction more interesting. Unfortunately visiting humans, experiencing them, was forbidden. Well, less forbidden and more "do at your own discretion". "Still watching, Sylvi?" Skadi sat next to her and folded her lengthy legs under herself. The kid still had many years before she reached her immorta...
This is my first story and will be the first of four installments. Feedback is appreciated. ***** It's hard to know what people want. When you click on a story like this, are you looking for carnal scenes in way too much detail, or are you looking for characters you like in situations you'd fantasize about? I'm not sure, but it's really just my story. So,...
(The first installment in the Lance Sheldon Chronicles) It was Wednesday evening, and Mr. Lance Sheldon was awaiting his last parent/teacher conference to arrive. This was his third year at Livermore Elementary. Thanks in large part to his youth, (a man of twenty six), high energy level, and overly outgoing personality, he had developed quite a following wi...
After spending what my parents referred to as "far too many years in school," I had finally received my teaching credentials. Early on, I had decided to become a high school teacher, like my father, though I knew that this would essentially ensure a life of abject poverty. Like many of us, I had gone through a rough patch in high school, and it had been my h...
Booty Cake. The most delicious substance known to man. Finger-licking good. I love making them. My name is Ramon Tyson. I'm a tall, good-looking black man living in the town of Providence, Rhode Island. I'm a student of the Culinary Arts at Johnson & Wales University. The Denver Campus is my favorite hangout. I am an aspiring Chef and my culinary specialty i...
Chapter 2- Abilities 2:30 p.m. 19th November, 2012 Math Class (Room 307, Ellis Public School, New York) School was boring as usual. Absolutely nothing had happened all day to warrant the way I'd felt that morning, and I was beginning to think that it might just have been a freak occurrence after all. To top it all off, I was stuck in the one class I hated...
Hi, there. How are you? My name is James Guillaume. I'm a six-foot-one, fairly good-looking young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm twenty years old and I was born under the sign of the Aquarius. Which pretty much makes me an inquisitive and open-minded person by nature. Lucky me. Because life has been throwing me all kinds of challe...
Elizabeth yawned. Biology could not get any more boring. She looked at the screen in front of her and glared at the annoying words. 'The S phase is the second phase of...' whatever, it's not like she'd need any of that in real life. She squinted her eyes and struggled to see her teacher, Mr. Hemming, he was fifty and obviously so. His hair was gray and slo...