Curls
There’s something about curls. When I had hair, I had them, in droves. A big, long Jew-fro of a mane.[…]
Read moreI’ve been crazy busy, and haven’t been able to write much lately. Also, there just hasn’t been much happening in[…]
Read more“What do you like so much about my tits,” Tamora asked me. “I like your whole body!” I said. But[…]
Read moreThis gives somewhat short shrift to the suffering of the people it describes, but makes some interesting and, for the[…]
Read moreBeing wanted but not needed? Or being needed but not wanted? For me, I think, I don’t tolerate being wanted[…]
Read more“Excuse me. Sir? Sir?!” “Yes?” She’s attractive, African-American, in her late twenties or early thirties. She wears a very short[…]
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