So me and my girl friend Michelle split up, we'd been going out for 2 and a half years but the arguments just got too much for both of us. Unfortunately we'd booked a holiday together to go to Vegas, something we'd planned for a while. After compromising with other things I ended up getting the holiday to Vegas, I was still hurting from the split but I also...
Hello, there. My name is Christine Pierre. I'm a big black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend UMass-Boston, where I major in the promising field of Nursing. These days, life is good. I'm just a plus-size sister trying to get ahead in life, you know? This right here is the tale of what I've done to scratch a certa...
I am an East Indian male, of average good looks, and have been fortunate in having a great education – beginning with a school that was started in 1865, by the British! I wrote this set of experiences, all true, as part of a set of e-mails to a close friend. I saved the files, and thought I would publish them. They are a kind of chronicle, primarily recallin...
A few years ago, I belonged to a writers' workshop where we were challenged to write a story that was badly written, as though by an amateur, yet still holds the reader's interest. It's likely that other writers will appreciate it more than non-writers since the former should recognise all of the deliberate errors. * I was in front of her house fixing my...
Chuck and I have been married for 10 years. He loved watching me undress before sex, and he often asked me to lie on the bed by myself so that he could masturbate. I wondered why he did not want me to jerk him off, but I figured that it must've been a fantasy of his. One night when he was watching me and jerking off, he said that he wished he could see me in...
December 29th (Wednesday) I'd just gotten home from work. I threw off my sweat stained uniform, tossed it in on the couch and made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my boxers. "It's too damn hot in this apartment." I muttered to myself and cut on the central air. I usually hated using the AC, it always grew too cold too rapidly, but it was unse...
Carla Benjamin watched her second graders run out of the classroom. It had been a long hot day and she was exhausted. It shouldn't be allowed to work in these conditions. She heard her colleagues making as quick an exit as they could; nobody wanted to stay in this oven a minute longer than they had to. Carla wished that she hadn't scheduled a conference with...
I live on a quiet residential road in North West London, backing onto a park. I have a newly refurbished room with access to a back garden that is shared with the house next door. The landlord owns both houses and I have lived in several rooms in each. Fortunately for me the back rooms -- as well as having access to the garden -- are the ones which have thei...
Follow up story to the series "No Ordinary Study Session." You may want to read that three-chapter series first for more background and context. Thank you for reading and enjoy! **** "You're not having second thoughts, are you?" Nikki asked me as we were sitting in the backseat of Molly's car. The outfit she had chosen to wear for to the nude sketching cla...
Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...