Thanks to Robyn for editing and advice. *** I'd known Taylor McFarland for many years, back when she was Taylor Denatalie. I met her in my freshman year at St. Charles when my older brother Bill brought her home to meet my parents. She was cute as a bunny, and the two were inseparable for about a year when she dumped him for Jack O'Leary. Bill was heartb...
Author's note: Hey, again! To start off, I'd like to say thank you for all of the positive feedback, and I'll most definitely try to update often. I also tried to make this chapter longer, and I worked hard on it also, so I hope you enjoy. ********** 7 Years ago, Buffalo, New York, Dana's POV. ********** School. Again. Isn't it funny how parents tell us...
Samantha stood nude in front of her mirror, carefully admiring the body she had used for revenge. She ran her hands over her 36C breasts, taking time to pinch the nipples and let out a slight sigh. Samantha had done some sleeping around in the last two days to get revenge on her ex-friend. Months earlier, Anita Ornez, her friend at the time, had slept with h...
When I woke up the next morning, my mom, sister and Michelle were all out. My father was working on packing up the car to head home. His plan was to leave as soon as the ladies returned from their morning outing. While they were out my father gave me the responsibility lecture, the no party lecture, the no fighting with my sister lecture, the no bringing...
My name is Brandy Wells, and this is my story. I'm 32 years old, of mixed race, and have always loved and been loved by men and women both. I have never had to work much, and I suppose you could say the closest description of my occupation would be a professional student. I was raised by loving and permissive parents, an only child. My father was a talen...
One life to live, ladies and gentlemen. That's basically all we've got. My name is Sagal Jawari and I'm a young black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I study criminal justice at the University of Toronto, and these days, life is too hectic for words. It's not easy being a brown-skinned female and a Muslim in Canada. Eve...
I have known what I am ever since I can remember, but I haven't always been able to admit it to myself, or embrace it. My name is Halima Abdullahi and I'm a young woman living in the City of Edmonton, Alberta. I think I was destined for a life of hardship and struggle, for in the eyes of many, I'm something that shouldn't exist. An openly gay, biracial Musli...
Chapter Four The morning came. It was Christmas morning and we had got presents for the whole group of us. I looked in on the man I had grown to love over the last day. "Breakfast is ready. Would you like toast, sausage, and eggs?" Pet shook his head. "I'm not hungry. I need to go home. I've been having a good time, but I have someplace I have to be." Pet...
It's high summer, and we're alone for the first time in ages. More than that we have the run of the neighbour's swimming pool. They're away for the holidays - and our neighbour works for my father, so it's ours. My parents are at home though - although my home is a high stone wall away. Two creaking iron gates away. I'm horny. My boyfriend wants to swim....
This is the second part of a trilogy. Read 'The Devil And Danielle Webster First". I use Canadian spelling and don't have an editor. I probably need one, so if you understand why some words end in re instead of er and that other words end with our instead of or, I could use your help! ***** Part Four Tom held Melisa's hand as she slept, I watched the iv...