I’m falling, through the water. I plant my feet much more gracefully than I expected. A blinding bright light comes from below me. When I can see again I’m standing on what appears to be a stained glass pillar with seven beautiful princesses etched into it. One of them is Kairi. Why is Kairi there? Why did I call them princesses and where am I? As I ask myse...
It's a typical wet and rainy dreary Seattle Sunday. The clouds are a uniform grey. The rain is just thick enough that the trees are obscured by its fall. Light is diffused and soft, seems as though your eyes are just slightly out of focus. The blinds are open just enough to let enough light into the living room that there's no need to turn on a light. I let...
Claressa Shields, born in the City of Flint, Michigan, is a young African American female boxer who is currently undefeated. An Olympic gold medalist, Claressa Shields has overcome a lot of adversity to rise to the top of women's boxing. Nowadays, she's targeting the elite of women's boxing in the post-Laila Ali and post Anne Wolfe era. Claressa Shields is...
After our previous adventures we had experimented with an assortment of toys, positions etc. and had really got to know each other's bodies. Susan wanted to try everything possible, it was almost as if she was trying to make up for the years of a vanilla relationship. The only thing that I was missing was some sort of reciprocal arrangement where Susan would...
Let me begin by saying that this is the very first time that I find myself writing something like this. I am usually a man who doesn't say much, let alone a man who writes anything up. But I find myself compelled to make an exception. I am making an exception because I feel that it is my duty to share what I have learned with others and that by sharing what...
This was rather formal and Priya thought that she was in for a dressing down, or worse. "I would like to apologise for the, er, incident this morning, it was remiss of me and I am truly sorry if I offended you." Said Graham, his tone of voice not changing from the norm. A relieved Priya replied, "forgotten already," then continued, "I was rather flattered...
It's been a while since I wrote anything. I've been waiting for inspiration to arrive and although this is pure fiction, the inspiration came from observing a couple of strangers in a German hotel breakfast buffet. * * * * I was in Germany on business and stayed overnight at a nice hotel in the center of the city, in order to meet the sales manager from a...
*DISCLAIMER* All persons in this story are a product of fiction as is the story itself. The characters are over the age of 18. ***** Well this story really ought to be called "Several Afternoons And Few Evenings With Amanda", but it would end up being a few hundred pages and several chapters long. However if you want to hear about the other afternoons and...
Aisha slumped down in her chair, wracked with frustration and the side-effects of an oncoming coffee crash. It was enough that she'd forgoed partying with her friends—decided to take the time to cram in some extra studying for the organic chemistry exam tomorrow—but now she was coming up against a wall. And it was a wall three hours in the making, three hour...
After going home, sleeping, and waking up again, Tarri put on any clothes she could find -- sweatpants, a wrinkled tank top lying on the floor, it didn't matter -- and left her room. It was dark out already, but a few people were out walking, and Tarri saw a guy with long hair walking his happy girlfriend along with his arm wrapped around her waist. The sigh...