Call me Ayaan, if you would, please. I see a lot of Muslims shortening or simplifying their names to please Westerners, and I shake my head at such a trend. If your name is Mohammed, don’t let some punk with a last name like Williamson or O’Connell call you Mo, either at work or at home or anywhere else. Make them respect enough to say your name properly. Cu...
Authors note: "Three Girls" (Pts 1 & 2) follows on from "An Evening Out" and will make more sense if that one is read first, but it will stand as a story in it's own right. Jackie had put up the board and begun the task of working her way through the pile of ironing. Normally she found it a chore of mind bending monotony, but today, for some reason, it answ...
As we went back to Emily's room, my mind was working overtime. I had never been with two women at the same time, let alone two dominant ones. In a very short time, I had gone a long way from my previous vanilla love life. Hand in hand between Anne and Emily, I was, I reflected, tummy fluttering, about to go a great deal further. Emily opened the door. Anne...
Anne saw her former professor at the local Whole Foods store. The teacher was in her mid-30's, wearing skinny jeans, a tshirt, and a scarf. She had the look of a typical San Francisco hipster. "Professor Hamilton! What a surprise!" The two women smiled and gave each other a hug. "It's great seeing you Anne," the professor replied happily. "But please, cal...
Lori woke up to the sound of the waves and of the ocean breeze blowing through the open French doors in the bedroom. She had no idea what time it was but by the brightness outside she knew it had to be late morning. She turned over and noticed that she was alone in the bed. Lori wondered to herself if maybe she had dreamed last night. Just then Anne walked o...
AWO17. – Showdown The last reflections of the sunset continued dancing all over the dark surface of Kamachooga Bay. It was an extraordinary silent evening, especially for this time of the year. Nothing to hear of the breakers that normally continued their endless work on the cliffs underneath. "It's beautiful," Catherine murmured as she admired the magnifi...
In the back of my mind I knew I was way over the line, but I was finding it harder to resist my lustful urges. Lara gave me the address and we had split into two groups. Sister Kate rode with me while Lara, Samantha and Felicity took a separate cab. Their cab pulled out first, we followed. As we travelled downtown I felt increasingly anxious. The orgy at m...
01 – A personal meeting A warm breeze came up the rugged mountainside from the sea and filled Anne's thin white blouse like a sail to lightly caress her tanned body as she walked over the terrace to her recliner under the huge parasol. She sat down with a dark yellow drink in her hand, enjoying the smell of warm sand, sun- baked rocks and salt seawater. Th...
04 - The special skills So far the triumph was hers. By now she had built a self confidence she never thought would be possible considering how she felt when she entered the beloved Alden & Vasquez Fitness centre this very morning. Anne had had - and passed - her first and most important test; - to Jean and herself. This wonderful morning she had been able...
Carpe diem - Book 1 Prologue -- Annabelle's story Sept-Iles is a mining community in the North of Quebec. Because of its relative isolation, it's a tight-knit community where friendships, once formed, are a strong long lasting bond. Angéline Taylor loved her five boys dearly. Last of a long line of farmers' wives, she knew the value of having extra hands...