Black Holes: A Fictional Narrative

The hot sun beamed off Remi's body as sweat ran down her skin like rain drops. Today was the official beginning of fall and the sun has yet to show mercy on any soul living. And to make matters even worse the A/C unit was out of order which meant every one in Lakeview Apartment would have to suffer from the unbaring heat.

She headed to the adjoining bathroom to wash up and change clothing. Trenor stood outside the door, waiting diligently for her to open it once she was done.

It took very little time to fill one of the tubs with water from the tank. It was late in the evening and the firebox had not been tended by the girl who was supposed to see to that so it had gone out. The water in the cistern was still plenty hot enough though. Ben stopped Jeb from filling the second tub, “I think one is good enough don’t you.” Jeb smiled at the statement. Ben got into the tub first and faced in the correct direction, his large cock already hard and sticking up out of water. Jeb knew exactly what it was that he had in

The water erupted. William and Tabitha leaned back against the jets, letting the burst of water massage their lower backs. After a few minutes adjusting to the tub, Tabitha turned to William. “So, what do you think so far?”

down to the nurse’s office so that they could examine his injuries that he had gotten overnight.

Bob shook his head, smiling slowly. “You could use a bath, Greaser. And a good working over. And we’ve got all night to do it. Give the kid a bath, David” (55).

Resigning himself to this, Steve unwrapped the last layer of twisted sheets, swung his legs off the bed, raked his fingers through the dark tangles of his hair, and pulled himself to his feet. Without turning on the lights, he made his way through the shadows to the bathroom where he splashed water in his face. After finding his sweats, he pulled them on and was off for his early (although not usually this early) morning jog through the murky Dallas streets.

His gaze caught his brothers, and he briefly poked his tongue out as he exited the river; shirtless, and with gleaming droplets of water dripping down his broad chest, and the muscles of his torso rippling with each movement.

The lad stormed off after placing the hog and his belongings down to go check out the well out in front. The boy approached the stone well, and checked to see if everything was still in tact. It was, there was even more than one bucket. Jessime rotated the lever to uprooted the small bucket from the water below, he checked the water to see if it was any good and hauled it back to the church. He decided it would be best if he bathed after he finished with the swine.

relieving stress in the tub. Alison found his wet underwear under the car seat the next day. He

The tub is full to capacity. Water splashes over the side. It’s full of bubbles. Maxwell puts her down to stand next to the tub. He gets inside first. He then helps her in. They sit down together. Maxwell takes the time to give her a bath. He washes her body slowly. Jada lets him do what he needs to. She’s too tired to do anything about it.

In the article, Reviere noted that women in Essence were portrayed as being more independent compared to women in Cosmo. As noted above this is primarily so because the income levels of women in Essence is double the amount of those in Cosmo, which means that the targeted audience is a big age difference. In the table, it can be seen that their sexuality is different in both magazines. Essence conveys an approach that is more of a feminist saying that women can be independent and they don’t need to have man. It also advises women to not stay in relationship where your partner isn’t faithful. Meanwhile, in Cosmo, women are advised to be the complete opposite. While Essence does not accept infidelities, Cosmo advices women to weigh out their

Tuesday, September 11th, 2001 began as a normal, late summer day in New York City, New York. It started as a beautiful morning, with its sky cloudless and bright with the shining sun. Despite the seemingly peaceful morning, a sequence of catastrophic events occurred and caused the day to take a turn for the worst. Anything that made the day appear normal drastically changed.

The first article chosen about this event was focusing on the iPhone’s newest features and how it compares to the last release of iPhones. The newest iPhones are faster, have better camera quality, and feature a structure made out of complete glass. What strikes me is that our society has taken this phone and given it such high regards so that we feel we NEED it. In the article, Manjoo quotes “And while experts said Apple’s lead might slip over time, for now, its advantage remains enormous enough to make the iPhone a must for people who think of their phones as their most important computing device — in other words, you and me and everyone we know”. This symbolizes iPhones in our culture as a cultural object, something we have highly regarded, and by definition is something that has a creator, and “has a shared significance; it has been given a meaning shared by members of the culture” (20). We feel as though we cannot live without our phones, making it a part of our daily lives, and leaving Apple with the upper hand on us.

The second it unlocked, Seohyun flung herself inside to the bathroom where she yanked the shower hose off the wall, slammed on the water, and began spraying every speck of mud off of her skin. The water stung, ice cold, but she didn’t care. It just had to come off.