"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...
Under normal conditions, Mandy could weather any storm. Under normal conditions, Mandy could always find something to occupy her time. This was not a normal condition. The freak Winter storm hit hard, dropping nearly three feet of snow on Blacksburg, Virginia. The city got exactly twenty-four hours of peace before another storm hit. Unlike the first storm,...
Without fail I can identify when I notice someone for the first time. "Noticing" someone isn't the same as meeting them -- that's when you hear a name, shake hands or exchange greetings at some social function or introduction. Of course then you become aware of someone's existence. But "noticing" is different. For me it's when some individual's feature --...
It's difficult being a young college instructor, where many of your students are only four or five years younger than you. It's particularly difficult being a young femme lesbian college instructor in the English department at a liberal arts college in a relatively liberal, queer-oriented town. It becomes especially complicated when you teach a class on cr...
Another year brought new students to the ageing institution that was Connell University. Much like the institution, the Gender Studies department I worked within was full of ageing old lesbians like myself. I co-ordinated the Gender Studies masters programme which was usually full of young women who had just finished university and wanted to widen their ho...
NOTE 1: I highly recommend you read part one if you haven't already. But to refresh your memory, or entice you to go read part one, here is a quite summary. In part one a happily married teacher is seduced by one of her tough pretty students and slowly her long lost and hidden sexual naughtiness is rekindled. In the end, she submits to the grade 12 eighteen...
The Ford Explorer rocked as it took the hump of some railroad tracks at twice the legal speed limit. "Could we get to the tornado in one piece please?" complained Benny, from the back seats. I knew he was catching hell with the bumps, camera equipment bags have a tendency to want to bounce after all. "Bitch, bitch, nag, nag. Has she ever not gotten us to...
Foreword Hi guys, it's me, Chrissie here with more intimate confessions. For anyone who missed my earlier "Short and Sweet" yarns I'm telling the tale of May 2017, the time of the first Brexit snap election. Well, the first of all the latest, way beyond-boring Brexit elections . . . And that particular bore actually happened in early June. It just dragged...
I'd be lying to you if I said that the thought of getting into bed with my new roommate Georgia, hadn't crossed my mind once or twice since she moved in. I seemed to have a new roommate every month, but that's how it goes when you live in Los Angeles. People are always coming here to make it big. This city eats a lot of them up quickly and their gone before...
The morning after my threesome with my love Kelly and our friend Mandy, we all lay there entangled in eachothers arms. *Bang Bang Bang* "Girlllssss!" The sound of Pop knocking on the door with his heavy hand and his yelling for us woke me up, quickly. Neither Kelly nor Mandy even budged. I shook the both of them and they sort of just groaned and rolled ov...