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...
Author's Note: A **huge huge** thank-you to RogueLurker my volunteer editor who has been a great source of guidance in the polishing up of this story. Couldn't have done it without you M! More to come soon! * Chapter One Stephanie hunched over the table in front of her; pen poised in hand waiting to strike the paper. She bit her lip as she mused over he...
Sorry for the delay on this one, I was distracted with other projects. As always let me know if you want to see something and I'll try to work it in. All characters are 18 and up. Hope you enjoy! * The dirty blonde haired girl smiled in the mirror, looking at her naked body, fresh out of the shower. Her B-cup breasts with small nipples hung high on her...
Dr. Stephanie Jones stood up from her desk and crossed her surgery consulting room to the window. She opened the blind, which was kept closed during surgery hours to protect patients' privacy, and stared out at the small parking lot. The tarmac shimmered in the heat of the summer day. It was hot inside, too, despite the air conditioning. She could feel the p...
The Organization, Part 12 -- Assignment Stephanie Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers Melissa and Kayce drove over to Stephanie's house in Connecticut. They got there just as Stephanie was pulling into her driveway. She hopped out of her BMW, wearing a Nike Border tennis dress, all in white, and carrying her racket. Melissa let out a small gasp. "My god, sh...
* Author's Dedication * I don't care who she is! I don't care how much older or younger she is than you, whether it be 30 minutes or 30 years. I don't care how long you've known each other, whether it be 30 minutes or 30 years. I don't care if time and distance have kept you separated, whether for 30 minutes or for 30 years! You know her, you love her, and...
"I feel ridiculous. People are looking at me. Give me the coverup back, and then I'll take the walk." "No can do, Steph, and people looking at you is the whole idea. You look amazing. If I were straight, I'd be bothering the hell out of you." "How did I get myself into this? I haven't worn a bikini since elementary school. I'm like 80% naked." "Because we...
If you had told me ten years ago, I would have wondered what medication you were on, and how heavy a dosage. When I first met Ellie Claire McMahon in 2014, I never imagined that she would become the most important person in my life. We were both at an audition for some terrible horror film called "Late Model," about a fashion model murdered by a jealous ex-...
Stephanie hadn't allowed Rose to leave until just before noon the following day—they had spent the remainder of their Friday evening cuddling, and had fallen asleep just before midnight. The next morning, Stephanie opened her eyes and saw that Rose was still curled into the crook of her arm, and smiled to herself, bemused. She leaned down and brushed her lip...
Thank you for your comments, ideas, thumbs up and down - they drive more of these stories and are very much appreciated. For readers that have read previous chapters, welcome back. If you are picking up this story for the first time, I try and write so you can jump in at any part. Sometimes more successfully than others. Either way, hope you enjoy it....