Note: As with all of my stories, there is an underlying music track referred to within the text. In this case, it is Morrissey's 'Hold Onto Your Friends.' ***** Lush, subtle, sophisticated – elegant; even in the deepest moments of the seemingly animal degradation themes of the sex act. That is how I always wanted her to be... And tonight, she visited once...
At first, Kayla Monpoint didn't know what to make of her new roommate. The Cadmus College campus, located in the heart of Greenwich, Connecticut, attracted its fair share of international students, but none of them were anything like Mona Yandarbiyev, the Eastern European Muslim woman with whom she found herself sharing a two-bedroom apartment. The new gal w...
"Get the fuck out of my way, bozo," I said cheerfully to the security guard standing at the entrance of Wal-Mart as I took off. The dude surprised the hell out of me by actually getting out of the way. Thus I made off with the three watches I snagged from the jewelry section. I cut a mad dash through the parking lot, and caught the OC Transpo bus. Once insid...
"Um, Mr. Wachira, what, exactly, is a Ghoul?" says my psychotherapist, Dr. Kadra Mohamed, and I looked at the tall, curvy and dark-skinned, alluring Somali-Canadian Muslim therapist in the neatly pressed white coat and sighed, wishing that she were a little more informed. I've been in the institution for a while now, and like the rest of my former doctors, t...
Chris Bradford had always chased adrenaline, when he was in high school he had been an All-American linebacker with a tendency for big hits. His performance had attracted interest from the major colleges. LSU, Texas, Miami, and USC had all offered him full ride scholarships, and in the end he had chosen to go to USC because it was the furthest away from his...
"Yasmin, you're going to be our guinea pig," Dr. Stephanie Sloan said to me, a maniacal gleam in her eyes as she stood in front of my mirrored cell door, a notepad and pen in her hands. The chubby middle-aged African American scientist looked pretty smug standing behind the safety glass, licking her lips like a cocky bitch would. If only I had the strength t...
"Fellow Angels, I'm no traitor, I simply did what had to be done," the Angel known as Selaphiel said vehemently, and she stood her ground, fearless before the might of the Archangels. In the court located at the heart of Heaven's Vault, a hush fell over the crowd of gathered Angels. Although the trials of Angels were far from uncommon, Selaphiel's status as...
"My name is Katsumi Nakasone-Hollander, but everyone calls me Kat," the tall, curvy, raven-haired, thirty-something Asian American businesswoman said with a smile. Jacques Moulin and his wife Renata Urbano-Moulin looked at her and nodded. They were in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, at the headquarters of Nakasone-Hollander Realty. Interesting pair, Kat...
I'd left work early as I had a dental appointment, my dentist was close to the office were I worked as opposed to being near my home, which was a bus ride away. I arrived slightly early and was ushered into the waiting room, dentist appointments were always late, so I picked up a magazine from the table. Being late summer and weather being good for a chang...
I like to be dominated by women, occasionally I hook up with guys and I am actually a Muslim man born and raised in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Does that surprise you? My name is Mohammed Abdul-Hafiz and I moved from my hometown of Jeddah City to metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario in the summer of 2011. I've been living in the Canadian capital ever since, and sta...