Little Stacy wants to leave the backwards-farm-community that she was born and raised in, to the exciting city life with her virtue intact. BUT things do not always work out the way one expects. A little something for everyone in this story.
I was running along, my feet bare and the tree branches wiping my face. I was being chased but I couldn't remember by whom. I fell but before I could get up, hands grabbed me and pulled me upright. I was eleven again, wearing that silly squaw outfit my mother had made for me but now it was a little too small for my growing body.
29 year old Mary is sure that she is being stalked, that is right up to the point when John introduced himself to her then she is equally convinced that he is a nice guy. That, it turns out, is a huge mistake which will cost her dearly.
So far, I've sequenced these stories in chronological order. Right now, Charlene and I are living in the first house I ever owned, purchased while we lived in the servants quarters. THIS story goes back to those quarters. It's pure fiction, but damn, I wish it were true. Sheila is real, as are all my characters.
A teen girl from a private school meets a teen boy from a housing estate. What seems like a dream meeting for them both goes horribly wrong when the boy introduces her to his friends and shows her how cruel his world can be.
A young newly wed, selling realestate, sells the house next door to her to a Black family. Not long after moving in she's invited over for a Margarita. Not being much of a drinker she soon finds herself under the spell of this handsome Black man as she is unable to break the trance she seems to be in. But we can't really blame her, after all, she's a young white woman and has never seen anything quite like what shes looking at.
This is nothing like my usual stories. It contains violence and snuff but these are not for sexual reasons. It's about a man who sees a business opportunity and takes it. Things don't go according to plan.