I'm happy to be single tonight, I smiled to myself as I listened to some rap music on YouTube. There I sat, typing away on Microsoft Word at a computer terminal inside the Carleton University library's second floor. It's almost six in the afternoon, and the library is busy as ever. Just another cold day in Ottawa, Ontario. From time to time, I glanced at my...
What goes on in people's bedrooms is nobody's business, alright? My name is Jessica Winston, but my friends call me J.W. I was born in the City of Kingston, the Capital of Jamaica, to a Jamaican mother and Caucasian father from Great Britain, whom I never knew. My mother, Astrid Winston and I moved to the City of Toronto, province of Ontario, ten years after...
When I opened my apartment's door, I was infuriated by what I saw. The home was a mess as usual and my roommate, Nancy, was sitting naked on the couch. Her blonde hair was disheveled and she was masturbating in front the TV, watching a porn video. She turned her head, vaguely greeted me, and continued enjoying herself. I had another rough day at the carwash...
INTRODUCTION Hello all. My name is Sarah-Jane, I am 52 years old, 5 feet 6 inches tall of average size, well slightly over average, with brown short hair and blue eyes. I have been told I am of cute appearance but I take no notice of that. I was brought up in a vicarage as my father was a vicar so I did have a strict upbringing. Sadly my parents are no lon...
Angela considers paying another woman for sex I. Flirting with the Internet My alias is Angela, and this is a confession about something which I have originally meant to publish anonymously in a blog online. As it happens, I was going through a bad divorce with my husband when I first began to flirt with the thought of seeking pleasure in other women. Af...
I looked at the priest and asked the question foremost in my mind: "What legend, what prophecy, Father, is associated with me and this sacred Ark?" He looked at me. His eyes were so deep that I felt as though I could drown in them; sensing my faintness, Ana held me. I could feel the tension. He spoke softly, and I felt myself straining to hear his words:...
CAUTION: If you are a religious Christian, please refrain from reading this story. Potentially offensive content ahead. I. I was on my way across a field on a sunny summer's day, on my way to visit a friend a few miles outside the city. Suddenly, as I was about to enter a small forest, I was surprised to see something at the corner of my eye, standing at t...
What's up people? My name is Nadeeya Osman, Somali-Canadian Muslim, die-hard tomboy, proud lesbian and student-athlete residing in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. The other day, I went to the City of Montreal, Quebec, for a university basketball tournament and while I was in la belle province, I had some unexpected fun with my teammate Afaf Lahoud, a Lebanese c...
I love to spank girls, and lots of young women come to me with their spanking fantasies. And there's nothing wrong with that. My name is Clarice Shillings and I'm an expatriate from the City of London, England, living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Life in the Capital region of Canada can be pretty boring for a British gal like myself, used as I...
MY INTERLUDE: MOVING ON In the spirit of openness, Tess has written her own interlude, telling of the other women she loved and lost before Karin arrived in Australia. Author's note: The film Petrov, mentioned towards the end of the story is my own fictional creation introduced purely to drive the plot forward. There was, I believe a film about the Petrov...