"Shadya, welcome to our home, and thank you for having supper with us, please, tell us a bit about yourself, young lady," said Caesar Texeira, patriarch of the Texeira household, as he sat at the head of the dining table in the comfy Toronto townhouse. The place was big enough for ten, but only seated four. He exchanged a smile with his wife Elisabeth Sweene...
Time after time, I have prayed to Allah and asked Him to banish these evil lesbian thoughts from my head. They plague me daily, and make life difficult for me. Word cannot get out about this, otherwise I'd be finished. My name is Adilah Muhammad, and I'm a young woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I'm an Internat...
"What do you know of Somali and Ethiopian history?" Bethlehem "Beth" Tilahun asked her lover Amal Shire, and the young Somali-Canadian woman paused thoughtfully, then raised her eyebrows and shrugged. The two of them lay in bed together, inside Beth's apartment, located near the University of Toronto campus. I wish I knew more about my people's history, Amal...
Hey, there. My name is Heather. I'm a short, slim, blonde-haired and green-eyed white chick living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Carleton University, majoring in business. I'm also a closet lesbian who's into some wicked fun. What kind of fun am I talking about? The unique fun of taking a strong, modern-day Black woman and enslaving her se...
What is wrong with a little woman on woman action? Absolutely nothing, I thought as I locked lips with Kristin Hauser. The red-haired, porcelain-skinned White chick seemed genuinely surprised when I told her that I was into girls. It's a mistake a lot of people make when dealing with girls like me. The name is Fatouma Khaled and I'm a young Black woman of So...
"Stop talking shit about my religion, you lesbian feminist witch!" Those were the first words my future girlfriend Nabila Yassin ever said to me. Most of you would assume that things wouldn't bode well for us, and this is where you'd be wrong. Absolutely wrong. The most passionate couples out there argue the most, and clashing isn't always a bad thing. It tr...
"Amal, why couldn't you find a nice Somali gal, or even a white chick? Why did you have to bring home this Beth, this frigging Ethiopian hussy?" Abdullah Shire said, looking sternly at his only daughter Amal Shire. The two of them were at the dinner table. Normally, father and daughter talked about school, life, work, and all that jazz, but today's topic of...
"Okay, I've got five bags of potato chips, six orange crush cans, an emergency kit, six water bottles, two comforter-style blankets, power packs for our cell phones, and enough clothes to last a while, I think we got everything," Jamila Ahmed said, smiling at her lover Bianca Haywood, who leaned against the rented Rav4. Bianca looked at the bags full of good...
"So, your name is Fartuun Asif and you've got a habit of farting at the worst possible times, man, that's absolutely frigging priceless," says my roommate/girlfriend Catherine Malemba, laughing merrily. We were sitting in the living room of our shared apartment in the Glebe area of downtown Ottawa, Ontario. Just two young women smoking shisha, relaxing in fr...
"Listen up, Todd, my name is Naima, if you can pronounce Wasilewska, or O'Rourke, you can definitely say my name right!" I said sharply to my manager, Todd Jenkins, and the portly, red-haired white dude stood there, gawking. And he wasn't the only one either. Everyone inside the Loblaw's Supermarket seemed to be staring at me, and for once, I didn't give a d...