My name is Bianca Sonel Pierre. I'm a young woman of French descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. When I'm not taking business education classes at the Metro…
My elder sister's wedding was the first in our family for my generation. As the eldest girl of the house, and the first one to be married, she was going…
Just a somewhat short true story this time.Everybody is aged eighteen or over. Names have been changed.••••••••••It was about 8:30 pm on an unseasonably warm fall Monday. I was stopped…
He looked at the screen. A suave Englishman dined with a beautiful American woman. She had no veil over her face and her beauty was on show to all the…
In hindsight, only giving Kaitlyn a day's notice of her predicament to come was pretty stupid in Sasha's mind. If she had said even a week, she could have ordered…
Chapter 2: A Special Breakfast"Marie, I don't know about you, but I need some breakfast," I laughed as we lay cuddled up to each other, "how about if I go…
**Author's Note: Thanks for all the advice, comments, suggestions, and votes.*I woke to soft giggles.I had been up too late again. Claire, my French lover, was due for a photo-shoot…
Where to start!? I guess the beginning is always the best place, but where does this tale truly begin? When we were young? When I left for Bootcamp? The day…