Hugh O'Neill (36), sat alone in the office café mulling over lunch. The rugged-faced divorcee, wondered was it worth carrying on trying to pull in a babe. At his age, with more than a suspicion of thinning hair and signs of a developing jowl, a guy cast adrift faced the prospects of having to pay for sex. Again, was it really worth trying for sex for the f...
I was never the biggest ladies man in high school but when I got to college I saw an opportunity for a fresh start. To give you guys a picture I'm 5'10 and I weigh about 140 lbs. Just an average dude who's kinda skinny. My roommate was a guy named Alex, super friendly dude. Athletic type, muscular, 6 ft and a good looking black dude. He grew up next to the U...
Chapter 1: The Transformation I live in a midwestern university town, and there are plenty of internationally renowned experts in this and that. When a famous artist Marcelo asked my wife Sierra to model for him, she asked me what I thought. She was asking for feedback, but I gave her permission. I wasn't comfortable with it, but the "man in charge" inside...
(Note: If you haven't read the original Mistaken Identity I recommend doing so. See Author's Note at the bottom.) You sit on the unforgiving metal bench of the antiquated ex-military cargo plane. The repetitive shaking and jostling is killing your back and ass, and that incessant deafening droning of the big propeller engines has you believing your hearing w...
Have you noticed that in the movies, the tale is always told from the so-called good guy's viewpoint and the bad guy never gets to tell his side of the story? Well, my name is Raphael Jean Charlemagne and I am here to rectify this grievous oversight. I was born in Cap-Haitien, on the northern coast of the island of Haiti on February 3, 1812, and in the summe...
Saturday Night, Small Town Delight The place was typical small university town bar, nearly everyone looked like they were regulars. She had already picked out a young single man. We had walked into the bar separately, my girlfriend and I. I took my place at the end of the bar to watch the hunt begin. She was flirting with him casually, touching his hand whi...
Valentine's Day is our favorite day of the year. Perhaps it is because it was on Valentine's Day sixteen years ago that we first had sex. Or, perhaps it is because it is the one day each year that my wife Marie and I have no rules to bind us. That's right, we "suspend" our marital vows to forsake all others each Valentine's Day. Since our first Valentine's t...
The local skate park's quite big and near the city's boardwalk so it gets major foot traffic with people and groups hanging out around it all the time. I've only spent a few minutes on the boardwalk but already someone catches my eye; A tall-ish girl with a messy mop of dirty blonde hair peeking out from under her beanie, she's wearing a loose shirt with the...
It was 2 a.m, and I had just left my girlfriend's flat to head home. During the week I regularly spent the evening at hers before heading back to mine as I would usually have a university class starting at 9 a.m, whereas on weekends I would stay over at hers or she would stay at mine. I was driving back to my halls of residence with my dick still smelling o...
"What do you mean, you like bossy Black women?" Victoria Brown said, incredulity all over her lovely face, and she looked at the man seated opposite her as though he had two heads. Markus Clayton smiled and shrugged, then nodded firmly, his soulful brown eyes boring into Victoria's. Well, the brother appeared sincere, this much Victoria could tell. It was a...