Stories by TnA

First, not sure what happened to the two previous installments of Red Flags. There should be 2 and 3 but they are poof gone. If I can I'll try to pull them up out of my files and repost them. In the meantime... Since the last installment so much has happened. Between drama, trauma, and more...

This was told to me by my cousin Becky. It is the main reason I've not posted much lately as we were trying to get her home. She is now safely back in the States. You need to be aware that the Black New World Order operates in many ways. To tell her story I must occasionally shift between the...

Sorry for the time off. Things were hectic at work with COVID hitting almost all of us. Then the last 10 days completely changed my focus. I hope you'll understand why I've not had time... Brief moments of lucidity coupled with a dream-like state. That's what was stored in my mind for the next...

The memories recounted here are mine as I had regained my faculties... The thought, the feeling of being degraded by a black ni**er couldn't have been stronger. Being punished by Rod and his friends didn't come close to what was happening now. After my verbal slip-up, referring to him as a...

The memories recounted here are mine as I had regained my faculties... The thought, the feeling of being degraded by a black ni**er couldn't have been stronger. Being punished by Rod and His friends didn't come close to what was happening now. After my verbal slip-up, referring to Him as a...

As my bra fell to the floor Rod cupped my breasts with his strong black hands. I tipped my head back and he kissed me, his tongue reaching deep into my mouth. By now he was once again swaying to the beat and I was following. I felt him massaging my breasts then pinch and roll the ends of my...

Was I having a good time? Well, let me quickly think this through in my racist mind... My coworker Cindy had dragged me, a married woman missing her soldier husband, out to a club full of ni**ers pretending it was a girls night out. Just me and her having a good time to get over Tony being...

For most of the U.S. it started in Ferguson with a brutal homicide. For me, it started long before. I suppose some background might help. Both my mom and *** are members of the KKK. They go to Harrison, Arkansas every summer to visit the US Headquarters. True racists. I grew up hearing from both...