ACT I HERO (NARRITIVE) The rain is coming down heavy and if that isn't bad enough, it's cold as shit. I have been perched on this statue for a few hours now and my joints are screaming. I watch from this spot every night; watching and waiting for when I will be needed. So far tonight it's been rather quiet. I guess that's good for would be victims, but in...
Sarah and Michael were odd on the sidewalk. He took up considerable space and even when he tried to be polite people seemed to bump into him and look at him as though it were his fault for being there, but they were quick to look away when he returned their stares. "People to not be very aware of their surroundings here." "No they aren't, people bump into...
I don't know how long I was out when I finally stirred. I rolled over under the covers and pressed my face into the pillows. The thug's heavy aroma filled my nose immediately, and I breathed in deep. This time I felt no guilt about it. The deep warming feeling in my lower belly ignited again as I thought about that morning. My legs crept up until I knelt; f...
I went to the bathroom and started to shut the door. "Leave dat open, whitebread." I did. It didn't take long to strip off what little I had on. Stepping in I was surprised at how little of his sperm had leaked out of me. It had matted and tangled my light brown pussy hair, but none had run down far enough to ruin my stockings this time. The bathroom was as...
Natalie watched Jaime's hand glide into the clutch purse she had laying open on her dressing table and deftly slide back with a hundred-dollar bill palmed. He did this well because he did this a lot. She might have said something, but, standing behind the boudoir chair she was sitting in and hunched over her, he had one hand covering her left breast undernea...
Anita "Yes!" I stared at the small glow in the palm of my hand. Magic! I was working magic! I'd nearly defeated the cuffs. Soon I'd be able to channel enough magic to get free. There was a knock at the door of my cell, and I hurriedly snuffed out the light. "Come in." It was Egear with my breakfast. He set it on the table. Instead of leaving the room, h...
The setting sun cast an orange glow over the rooftop. Grace took in the downtown scenery briefly before turning back towards the man next to her on the roof. "Hell of a night you picked to meet with me, Chief. If I didn't know better I'd say the setting is almost romantic," Grace said with a smile. She was talking to the River City Police Chief. He was a li...
I knew he was a killer. There was no doubt. I was across the street, outside the restaurant, when I saw him. I saw his face just briefly when he lit his cigarette, the flame reflected against his black skin. Then he vanished and the alley went back to darkness. "Well, I think I got that squared away," said Harold, marching out of the restaurant behind me....
I woke up on Wednesday morning to the smell of coffee, alone. After a yawn and a healthy morning stretch I got up. My hand went right to my lower abdomen, a blissful warming feeling still inside. I stepped out to the living room to find the apartment empty. "Where did he go?" I asked myself. A to-go box and coffee sat on the table with a note. 'Eat Up'. So...
My name is Kyle Gregory. I'm a tall young black man who originally hails from the Island of Haiti. Just a Haitian stud trying to make a living in America. I attend one of the very best schools in the state of Massachusetts. The Western Massachusetts Technical Institute or WMTI. It's one of the largest schools in the country. Home to a student body of thirty...