This is the first part of a two part story Kindred Spirits Beth Goddard checked one dress after another from her closet, held them against her body and then replaced them. "What do you think," she asked her husband each time and then ignored his suggestion. He liked them all but she was looking for perfect. That turned out to be the yellow sundress. "Oka...
The majestic mosque located in the west end of Ottawa is by far my favorite. It's within walking distance of the nearby bus station. Seriously, a five-minute walk and you're there. One bright and sunny, unseasonably warm Friday morning in late March, I got off the bus and decided to head to prayer before class. I don't have class till one o'clock on Fridays...
After a devastating accident, a coach and a booster come much closer together, while a pitcher tries to put her life back together. Part 4 of 5. The story thus far: In Part 1, Carol Gibson, the daughter of Pat and Mike of "To Serve and Protect" fame, is enrolling in college when she meets a high school classmate who's playing on the college softball team. T...
Jen was a typical mother, and stay at home housewife, with two kids. Generally unassuming and 'ordinary,' Jen's main aim in life seemed merely to carry out the duties of a caring mother and dotting wife. Now 35, Jen still maintained much of the youthful 'girl next door' attractiveness her husband was drawn to all those years before. Her fine, shoulder length...
Howdy, folks. Mr. Samuel Xavier here. A big and tall, openly bisexual Black man living in Canada, one of the worst places on the Continent of North America. I'm talking about Ottawa, Ontario, of course. I've got some truly tawdry tales to share with you today. People are such strange creatures. You can never simply look at one and say for sure what he or she...
You've planned something special for tonight, you say. Just to warn me before we go inside. You were sitting outside your house, on your front steps, in a sparkly party dress, when I arrive. "Okay," I say, a little suspicious. You show me a blindfold, and say I have to put it on before we go inside. "Why?" I say. "Because you do." I stand there for a mo...
Chapter Two The Lady Even though I hadn't known her name until the night before, I'd been watching Greta for a very long time. I suppose it started back when she was pre-adolescent. Along with my duties in hell as head mistress, punishing the souls of the sexually wicked, I was responsible for going to earth at night and finding adulteresses so that I co...
I feel my breasts bound flat to my chest underneath the cotton of my shirt. The crispness of the starch in my collar rubs against my soft feminine skin. I hope none of them see the grimace on my face as I reach up to tug the collar away. It wouldn't be so bothersome if I hadn't been overly warm all day. The fans the women used on myself and the other men in...
I settled myself on the sofa in Sarah's room. I was beginning to wonder why I had booked a room for myself? Thus far I had not spent either of the two nights I had been at the hotel in it. I reflected that it was as well that Anne had taken a suite, as she would need a large bed to accommodate her, Emily and my friend Emm. I wondered what they were doing? Em...
Thank you for taking the time to read my story, while it can be read independently it will make more sense to read the previous chapters. I would like to thank takemeawaymylove for her support, suggestions and editing skills. Chapter Three. I look blankly up at these two, beautiful, naked women: they stand above my naked body taking in the sight that I m...