Tracy saw the note and the rose propped up against it the second she got home. She knelt down to pick them up, fascinated. She opened the door, distracted now; she shoved her few groceries into the fridge and sat down on her bed, kicking off her shoes. It read: "The limousine will pick you up at 6 p.m. Be wearing that sexy little black dress -- the way that...
As the summer breeze blew gently through the window, Lara thought how wonderful this time of year was. Late summer was always best for hunting new men. And tonight would be perfect. She listened to the news and weather report as she dried from her shower and prepared for the evening. It was hard not to admire how beautiful she was as she stood in front of t...
In case you have not read any of my previous stories, let me bring you up to date. I am a white male in my early 40’s living in the largest city in the southeast United States, Hotlanta. I work for the Postal Service as a letter carrier and the majority of my co-workers are African-American. This is great for me because I love African-American women. Through...
“I’ll meet you at the farmhouse later,” was the note I saw laying on the counter when I got home from work Friday afternoon. My boyfriend Dante (Te for short) and his best friend Ted must have decided to head out to Ted’s family’s place in the country for the weekend. The small farm, out in the country between Dayton and Columbus, had belonged to Ted’s grea...
"Yes honey, I'll wear the black one." Lacey cooed into the phone. She was having a hard time concentrating on getting her make up just so while her husband described in lurid and lewd details exactly how he was going to take her when she got home from her business trip. That wouldn't happen for another three days. "With the heels you got me for Valentines Da...
...so; the idea then is to teach the teachers to teach the program. You come highly recommended as the premiere individual to carry this off effectively. We have the curriculum design. It needs to be tested in preparation for the piloting of The International Institute on Gender and HIV/Aids. Of course, we seek your professional opinion as to the curriculu...
At five o'clock in the afternoon Fred felt fucked. He had been sent here by High Command to conquer this miserable little planet and all he could do at the moment was feel fucked. He rolled over on the ground where he had been lying for most of the afternoon, groaned as a splitting pain shot through his body, held his head in his hands and began cursing in a...
Chameleon Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! "Ouch." "OUCH!" "Damn." "DAMN!" "Shit!" "SHIT!" "FUCK!" "FUCKING SHIT! That hurts!" Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Splat! "FUCK!" "FUCK!" "FUCK!" "OOOO! That is disgusting!" A friend back at the Alien Studies Society (and on Hentai, my home world, the name does not have the acronym of ASS, but un...
"God DAMN!" I thought as I walked into the on-campus gym. It was freezing outside. Snow was falling down so hard you could barely see one foot in front of you. It was a total white-out. I was on the softball team and had ventured out in the snow storm to work out a little bit. Being cooped up in my dorm could only be stood for so long and I was sick of stari...
My sincere thanks to J for his unending support for my writing. His patience, good humour and editing skills have been essential in making sure this story was finished. Thank you to Gary for his enthusiasm and encouragement. This is for Z...thanks for the inspiration. ***** I hear the front door shut and his bag drop to the floor. My heart skips a beat...