As a male, I went to Fantasy Fest to take pictures of topless women and believe me I got plenty. So you would not think that the story of one particlar girl would be so exciting--but for me and maybe for some of you --this situation was very erotic somehow. For those of you who know Fantasy Fest, all of the action takes place only on the main drag --Duvall...
My name is Josh Fernando and I'm a student at Brutus College in Sanford, Maine. Originally, I'm from the Island Nation of Haiti, down in the Caribbean. Cap Haitian is my hometown. I attended College Notre Dame, an all-male private Catholic High School located in Cap. I received a very good education which prepared me for dealing with the world. This year, I...
Greetings, folks. This right here is the story of a young man who's led a very interesting and remarkable life and learned something valuable at the end of his tribulations. Who is the hero of this tale? A young black man named James Francois Guillaume who enrolled at Byron College in the city of Milton, Massachusetts, in the summer of 2004. The tale of a ma...
It started out as a friendly wager. I didn't know anything about women's soccer but I liked to egg her on as if I knew more about it than she did. She was obviously much more knowledgeable about the subject than I ever would be since she played soccer her whole life and watched the pro's on tv. "Megan Rapinoe is a scrub." I said. "Are you high?!" She ex...
Clia was almost ready to graduate. It was the day after her 18th birthday. The summer months were coming in the night. They were coming so fast she could almost hear them. Soon she would be able to pursue her horseback riding dreams at university; at the better one. Right now she had a few more weeks before she left and one more week before her classes here...
You will notice the absence of names in this piece. That was done on purpose because soccer moms in general are, sadly, anonymous. * She rose just before dawn and started preparing breakfast for her husband, who would be leaving first. She could hear him stirring as he showered and shaved. A busy executive had to be on top of his game. He needed a good bre...
*Inspired by the song "1980" by Herb Alpert and true events * He stood on the soccer pitch and shook his head. How did I get here? went through his mind. A year before, Sheridan Lockwood was just a sophomore, a 15-year-old student who walked into the classroom at lunch to see what the student government was all about. And now, moments before kickoff, he st...
The name is Steeves Saint Morris. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Bolton, Connecticut. I'm originally from the Island Nation of Haiti and I'm finding America to be quite a thrill and a challenge. However, it's a challenge which I am happy to brave. My parents, Notre Dame University of Haiti Mathematics professor Anne Claude Sai...
"There, that should do it!" Maggie finished and looked over the group of coaches and assistants gathered around her. Leaning back against her car she smiled and said, "Get your team members together and pass on the information they need to get the season started. I'm looking forward to working with y'all." She and the other coaches had just finished makin...
I am a daughter, a granddaughter, a mother, a wife, and a soccer mom. For the last 18 years I have been a good wife, mother, daughter, granddaughter, and soccer mom. I love my husband and my family with all my heart. My husband Jim is the salt of the earth. My daughter Julie is the best child any parent could hope for. With that being said, I did something s...