Like what you see? I asked the short, stocky blonde-haired and green-eyed, decidedly butch gal I'd seen eyeballing me since I walked the Eaton Center that afternoon. Sorry about that ma'am, she said shyly, her butch swagger faltering for a moment. I looked her up and down, taking in the short, spiky blonde hair, the tattoos and the myriad piercings. The gal...
"Wahida, tell me please, in your own words, why should I hire you?" said Lucinda Lopes, who emphasizes quite often that her last name ends with an S and not the Z that everyone assumed. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous, bronze-skinned and dark-haired Colombian-Canadian woman looked at the young Somali Muslim woman who sat opposite her, and frowned. This one is...
Meet Aisha Elmi, a young Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Aisha was born in La Belle Province, to a Somali Muslim immigrant father, Ahmad Elmi, and a white Canadian mother, Alexandra Dauphin. The Elmi family had a tough life living in the sometimes harsh environs of Quebec City, but it made them resilient. As for Aisha, her difficult upbri...
This is the final chapter of a story about discovery dissolving preconceptions. Two Muslim women find the courage and wisdom to embrace their lesbian relationship. ********** Being 8 months pregnant my boss Clarice couldn't fit behind the steering wheel, so I drove her to our lunch meeting, to meet Maria Rios, who would cover for Clarice while she delivers...
(The actual stories will be in third-person. This just works better.) While walking down the street one day, you come across a strange store. In an age of digital goods, books of all sorts were scattered about in both the window and in the shop itself. Letting your curiousity get the better of you, you head on in. "Welcome!" a woman's voice called...
I hope you enjoy this little love story. First I'd like to thank Raney and Angel for their editorial services. Again, if you are looking for some quicky sex, you might want to look elsewhere. Please remember this is a copywrited work and all legal disclaimers apply. This story deals with breaking as many scocial and religious taboos as I could. If this will...
When I feel horny, most of the time, like the rest of us, I masturbate like crazy. That day, though, I had really bad. I sat in a washroom stall in the women's locker room inside the Capital University campus gym, and fingered my already wet pussy to a guilty pleasure. Got to enjoy the simplest things in life, you know? Anyhow, in case you're wondering who t...
CHAPTER 1 FRESHER'S WEEK I was really nervous and self conscious. The man at the desk tried to be helpful. "You want to speak to Georgia. She's helping out at the Gay and Lesbian desk. They're a bit under siege, from the religious nutters. I'd keep your hoody up." Great. I only wanted to join the water polo club. It was my first day at university, and the...
This ongoing story will feature quite a few characters. So, I've decided to list them here at the beginning so readers have an easier time keeping up. Diane- A thirty-seven-year-old mother of twin girls. Her life changes drastically when she is seduced and ends up submitting to an eighteen-year-old domme. Kayla- The eighteen-year-old domme in question. She...
I kissed my husband good bye as he left the hotel lobby to attend his two day lecture. I looked at my watch and had about an hour before the guide came to meet me for my half day tour of this beautiful, eastern European city. "Why do the showers always work differently, in hotel rooms?" I thought, as I tried to make the water come out. Suddenly a stream of...