I was sitting there reading over my biology notes when I saw him enter the lounge. It's hard not to miss him. He's flat out gorgeous, 6'0", muscular, blonde hair,...
Community Service: Part OneBy Posing SomdomiteBANG. BANG. BANG. "Sharon, get your lazy ass out of bed," Margo yelled between forceful knocks on the dorm room door. The fact she even had...
I'd never been friendly with a black girl before but Tamara was different, not only different from any black girl I'd ever met but different from any white girl, as...
Brodie couldn't dance worth a lick. Most people found this strange. Brodie had been playing in bands since he was sixteen and was one of the best drummers in town....
Clive, my brother, talked me into it. You could say I was between girlfriends, bedrooms even, except that Sarah, my girlfriend of three years, kicked me out. For the past...
The phone rang at the security desk. Bill put down his newspaper and looked at the clock. It was 8:10; everyone should have been gone by now. He picked up...
A singer, Rob couldn't believe they'd picked a singer to co-star with him. Hell, his last picture had been nearly dragged down by a no-talent pretty girl, flavor-of-the-month blonde. The...
Author: CyberAge The next day Laura was again needing some crack. Her boyfriend had called that morning to let her know he was tied up in Chicago and wouldn't be...
I had killed the lioness. Though I usually do my shooting with a movie camera, I'm also pretty good with a rifle. Africa is a long way from the ranch...
It was spring. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the flowers were blooming and the dogs were crapping in the bushes. I was sitting on a park bench...
Author: CyberAge Laura was married and had a small girl but Laura wasn't happy being married. She especially wasn't happy being married to the guy she married. He just couldn't...
Maria had tried to see her father's lawyer at his office but the waiting room of the Legal Aid office was always teeming with people. Finally, she used some connections...
Goes without saying that I ain't using my man's real name, trashy ass sportswriters would have themselves too much fun dragging his black ass over the coals for some of...
The driving holiday around the Southwest had been a welcome break from the break-neck pace of the city and as dusk approached, we pulled into the small gas station/diner. I...