My name is Myra Jan Brown. My friends call me M. J. Who in hell am I? A fifty-something Black woman living in the Washington D.C. area. A graduate of the United States Military Academy at West Point and a former member of Special Ops. These days, I'm part of the Surveillance and Securities Department at the White House. The White House is party central these...
Hey, there. My name is Fancy Jeannine Etienne. I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, which I constantly prowl while looking for sexy, well-hung men of all races. I am a Criminology student by day and a wanton sexual explorer and dominatrix by night. I recently discovered th...
"There's someone out there for everyone, maybe even me," Artemis Patenaude said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, twenty-something, plump young French Canadian woman walked through the Rideau Shopping Center, smiling at all the happy couples. Men and women, women and women, men and men, folks of all hues, everyone looked happy. Fitting, as this was Valentin...
Rhys opened his eyes and blinked a few times. All he could see was white light and he kept blinking a few more times. He tried to stay calm, but his heart rate increased each and every time he blinked. He was supposed to be seeing his bedroom. After the fifth blink, he tried to sit up. Looking around, he was in an empty room. The walls and ceiling where star...
Man, I sometimes wonder why so many Black men out there are into chasing White women. Seriously. I find White women uptight, annoying and quite frankly I find them all kind of fake. In the city of Ottawa in Ontario, they seem stunned to meet a Black man who prefers Black women. I think that has to do with the fact that almost every other Black male in the ci...
"OK Jackson I'm going to give you a chance, on your way out go to laundry to be fitted for a uniform. I'll expect you here Monday at 23:45 hours for line up and inspection, don't let me down." Tyrell really needed this job but could he live up to the rules and regulations of a casino security guard? With the uniforms, shoeshines, and military time he might...
A surprise e-mail with instructions for what I am to wear...and what time to be ready...short and to the point...I am suppose to be ready by 6 p.m...with nothing on but a soft white lace bustier...white lace thong...white garter belt...white hose...and white strappy heels...and an overcoat...buttoned...so the only things you can see are my calves and heels a...
Smu and Sparks were out for a drink following their holiday. Smu was somewhat surprised that she hadn't been punished whilst they were away. She knew she had been a bad girl by ignoring Sparks to cook food and for wearing jeans on a night out. Yet, nothing out of the ordinary had happened on their trip away. Sparks said he felt a little unwell and left th...
When young Nicholas regained consciousness, he found himself standing in the middle of a white room. Pure white. Whiter than an Apple store, he thought. He was standing naked wearing only a hospital gown that was made of paper. His entire body felt sore from the previous rounds with the aliens and their tentacles that had bound and slurped and obscenely str...
Rod had another stag approaching and he was to be the organizer this time; and he didn't want any of the mistakes to occur that happened at the last stag organized by a friend. So I'd better let Rod take over the story at this point because my role was more participatory and the view of what happened would be better coming from a voyeur, as it were. Well, B...