Essay #3

What is the most significant non-academic disappointment you have experienced? How did you handle the situation, and what have you learned from it? (450-word limit) I met him early on in college. I always thought he was sexy, but somehow we ended up as friends. We would laugh and joke about professors, politics and the … More Essay #3

The Surprise

Feather loved to dance. She met him on a packed dance floor at a local salsa club when he grabbed her hand and proceeded to lead her in a syncopathic rhythm 1-2-3, 1-2-3. He turned her like they had been dancing together for years. She wasn’t a natural follower, but his confidence left no room … More The Surprise

The Comment

She didn’t think he had it in him. The first time he ate her pussy, he did it with all the enthusiasm of someone who knew they had to do it get laid. The motions were ok, but there was no passion, no fire. Luckily, she didn’t need her pussy ate all the time, but … More The Comment

Head

She was like most women and never really liked giving head. She did it willingly because men love it and if you are going to do something, do it 100%. Although there was a certain satisfaction in having a man by the balls thinking about nothing but how good your tongue feels forming figure eights. … More Head

Frustration

It was plain that he was into me.  His body language screamed “I think you are cute.” from the way leaned into me and the way he always tried to touch me.  I wondered why I kept leaving him with me winding up frustrated.  I mean, was I not putting out the signals?  The girls … More Frustration

The Teacher

He was tall and his sense of humor first attracted me. He made the class laugh when he talked about economics and economic policy. He knew his subject was dry, bugt he made it lively and fun. I loved how he wore his casual clothes with grace and flair. He wore the same uniform to … More The Teacher

A Love Supreme

It was the Coltrane.  I couldn’t say anymore.  The strains of “A Love Supreme” played over his surround sound and I opened up.  My emotions that is.  I felt safe, comfortable, loved as the refrain played “a love supreme, a love supreme” I laughed and cryed within minutes of each other as the refrain played … More A Love Supreme

The Commute Part 2

We rushed into the packed A train heading downtown from 145th and St. Nick. Packed in with the other Monday morning commuters, we both were tired and didn’t want to face the day ahead. Nobody on the train wanted to be heading to work and everybody looked like they could use another 2 hours of … More The Commute Part 2