I had just left Las Vegas in my RV on my way to San Francisco via Los Angeles and was turning on to the interstate when I saw this female hitchhiker at the beginning of the on ramp. I pulled over and asked where she was going and it was obvious right there and then she had difficulty in understanding me. It turned out that she was French and was touring the...
Leone and I had been together for about three years when she got the offer from Australia. 'What do you think?' she said. 'Should I take it?' 'Entirely up to you,' I said. 'But it is the job that you've always wanted. And it may never come up again. Is that a chance that you want to take?' 'Would you miss me?' I think that I sort of half laughed. 'Of cour...
Summer 2012: Beating the Heat in DC It's early July in DC--and already unseasonably hot and sticky in the nation's capital. The heat wave is unbearable with temperature in triple digits and everyone is seeking relief, even at night. My name is Han-Na, a Korean-American working in DC for a multinational company based in Seoul. I'm in my mid-20s, 5'8" tall, a...
Kickstarting the Economy Mark woke up early as usual, went to his desk, grabbed his coffee and went through his morning reports. Afterwards he decided to browse through some news sites, reading news article upon news article about Chinese submarines floating through the air and that they were being beached upon China's shoreline, because they had attacked...
The Picnic Sunday morning, I think. When I first wake up, I have no idea where the fuck I am. I pick up some matches on the nightstand. La Quinta. I am in a room at a La Quinta. Where? Why? Jodie. It comes to me like a tidal wave knocking me over in the ocean. I am going to see Jodie. I'm outside of Louisville, maybe three hours away from her. 7 a.m. I have...
Lorraine Hauser, a native of the Kwazulu-Natal region of South Africa, is loving the City of Atlanta, Georgia. The place is big but quaint, and honestly, it reminds her of her homeland of South Africa. Of course, the local Black men were nothing like the Zulus and Xhosas that Lorraine was used to bedding, but for a bit of summertime entertainment, they would...
About me: I'm a 23 year old Nurse working at a large hospital in Adelaide, South Australia (OK – I work at Flinders). I'm quite short (4'11" or 150 cm) and skinny, but not anorexic or anything. I'm a b-cup up top, pale skin with get-black straight hair down to my shoulders. I don't think I'm stunningly pretty, but I'm alright. This is my second foray into...
The name is James Vaucresson and I'm the self-proclaimed King of the Haitians down in my city. Why? Simply because I rule the place. Everybody does as I say and nobody messes with me. It's partly because of my charm and also because of who I am. The athlete who put the town on the map. A tall, good-looking, well-hung ( and proud of it) young black man living...
I sat in my excavator, my face a mask of concentration. With haste I dug the loose rock to uncover the precious minerals beneath. 'Such an engaging look' a voice breathed into my ear. I looked up into a mirror and saw it filled with her. My neck broke out in goose pimples from her cool breath and a reminder of who held me in my seat. Her arms and legs had...
Neapolitan is the first word that comes to mind. The chocolate of my skin, the shocking pink of my tongue, and the suggestively creamy white of the vanilla ice cream. No more than two seconds, really – but it's already got you hard, thinking of what else is pink and brown and likely to be spread with cream. My sundress is unremarkable – you've seen a hundr...