Julio Orlando stood naked in front of the mirror. The young man admired his body. Six feet nine tall, with dark brown skin and weighing two hundred and sixty pounds. This African-American stud did construction downtown in his parents construction company. It's what he always dreamed of doing. It was his favorite thing in the world. Julio had always been the...
Always hold your head high when walking in the sea of hostility, I say to my grandson Djohar "Joe" Pierrot. Thanks grandma, the six-foot-tall, honey-colored young man says as he gently kissed my forehead. With a sigh, he pulled away from me. Tugging at his collar, he straps on his backpack and gets ready to leave. Enjoy your classes at U of T, I shout to him...
"Obedient Muslim Husbands, now that's a group that needs to be promoted more heavily," Rana Ali said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, brown-skinned, raven-haired young Kuwaiti Arab Muslim woman smiled to herself. Sitting on a throne-like chair in the living room of her plush townhouse in the City of Al Farwaniyah, State of Kuwait, Rana Ali was immen...
My name is Carla Brett. I'm a professor of Criminal Psychology at Carleton University in the great city of Ottawa, Ontario. A six-foot-one, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman. Curvy and voluptuous, sensual the way only a Celtic goddess can be. And I'm a sharp mind too. You'll soon discover why. A lot of people find my view of the world to be strange, ev...
Mistress Fatuma Suleiman, Supreme Matriarch of the world-fastest growing religion, the Fatumanism Faith, looked down at her latest supplicant, Ahmed Dawit. The six-foot-tall, burly and broad-shouldered, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed, hairy Egyptian male grimaced as Fatuma's cohort, Lady Karma, thrust her cock into his asshole. Mistress Fatuma Suleiman smiled...
Sometimes, the arrogance of some people simply astounds me. Seriously. I think some White people, especially certain White women, were born with a sense of entitlement. They feel as though the world is theirs. Not because they've earned it but simply because of their skin color. And many of them think Black men and Black women, and all other so-called minori...
I’m not a winner in the genetic lottery. I wasn't programmed to have a perfect complexion, bright blue eyes, silky blond hair, huge firm breasts, or a tight shapely ass. What I am is a thirty-one-year-old woman who is 5'5" tall, with shoulder length brown hair, and brown eyes. I’m not fat nor am I thin. I’m about twelve pounds above my ideal body weight (tha...
Why Black Women Need Black Men With all of the stuff going on out there in the world, it's easy for one to feel like you're going crazy. Especially if you're a Black person just trying to get by in the maddened world that is North America. All we hear is talk of Black men getting in trouble over females, especially shady white broads. A world-renowned Black...
This is a little throwback piece for me. It was an assignment by my creative writing professor to write our own paper modeled after 'The Peter Principle.' I wrote it in 1971 while riding the subway to the college. I never considered myself much of a writer (still don't, really) but this teacher's encouragement changed my perspective. Up to this point, I was...
In the eyes of most people, the world went to hell on January 17, 2017, when the zombie plague got unleashed and ninety percent of the human population turned into nightmarish ghouls hell-bent on eating the flesh of the other ten percent. For me, things went to hell long before that. It began exactly four years before the Big Event, in the City of Johannesbu...