Hello, there. My name is Amelia Styles. President of McGee & Gerald Enterprises, a billion-dollar multinational manufacturing corporation. I am also a member of the International Coalition of Women's Social Clubs. All of our members are women from different classes, countries and backgrounds. We gather once a year for our well-being. Black women, white women...
(Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.) * After finishing "Between Two Lovers" (Sequel to: Something We Have to Talk About), I wanted to just leave that storyline for others. I wanted to stop writing stories about cheating, and go on to other ideas I had. Both "Something We Have To Talk About" and "Between Two Lovers" is in fact only p...
Alone is a dangerous word. Many people fear it if they know it or not. I was one of those people, even though I stated otherwise. I had no idea that I feared that word so much because I lived with it everyday and thought that I was perfectly fine with the fact. The University I went to was vast like every other University in this country or the world. Each...
I'm Elayna and the discovery of my new world was a swirl of revelations and sensations that changed the path of my life. This is the third part of the tale of the night I followed my daughter to my sexual awakening. My body was alive, my mind spinning in post fuck-mode neutral. I'd just learned that the people my 18 year old daughter was involved with were...
Y'Zark the Apprentice, Chapter 4 As we continued out of the Dead Zone, which would come at another time to be known as the Great Ashen Desert, I found myself growing more and more weary. Finally, I called a halt. "Getting tired so soon?" he chided. His voice was different - I turned to look at him. "Yes indeed, as we come back to the magic, my spells of y...
The plan was so simple. We were supposed to meet at a certain time, get something done and then move on. Unfortunately, some people always show up late for everything. Hello, there. My name is Lamia Grey, formerly Lamia Le Gris, and I'll be your vampire for the evening. Anyone looking at me would see a tall, large black woman clad in black leather. I am so m...
"Freeze!" I shouted at the man, firmly holding my gun leveled aiming at his chest with both hands. "Chris, don't act so rash," the man I had been deceiving said panicking and rushed out of bed pulling his robe around him. The young girl, maybe 14 or 15 looked at me calmly, sitting up in bed not bothering to cover up. Definitely stoned. Robert Delavano, my...
Long, pale fingers twisted a lock of white-blonde hair that fanned silkily across his pillow. It was soft and smelt faintly of oranges; she used the citrus fruit when she bathed as both perfume and cleanser. Those same elegant fingers trailed from her hair to her shoulder, more tanned than his cream complexion, a pretty gold. She stirred in her sleep and a f...
June 14, 1987 A six year old girl sits alone at a small oak table; toys stretched out in front of her. She has constructed a castle out of her alphabet blocks, with a pink dragon atop it, and a cowboy astride a black horse sits in front. A small, tattered rag doll smiles blankly up at the girl, a paper crown perched lopsidedly on its stained head, its black...
"You can look, gentlemen, but you definitely can't touch," Soraya Bintang said to herself, as she checked her reflection in the mirror, in a quiet corner of the boudoir. All around her, the other women of all hues who worked at the club bantered, as they got ready, and she dutifully ignored them. Tonight's show had to go perfectly, otherwise Soraya was going...