The idea for this multi-part story was suggested by Waishu to me. It certainly had a zing about it, given that I have enjoyed bringing the activities of sexually active Pakistanis to the fore. This plot interested me because it is about the feudal and rural persons in the country, not my usual expats. This is the first part and more will follow in time. *...
Airman First Class Jackson leaned back in his chair, watching the second hand on the clock mark its slow concentric pace on the wall, and waited for Pashtu language class to end. It was nothing personal against Pashtu, culturally they had potential to be very interesting people, especially when it came to women in society and the taboo surrounding them. But...
The following story is based loosely on true events, but some details have been altered for the sake of this retelling. ***** I woke up in bed with my boyfriend Joseph lying next to me, still asleep. Sunlight was pouring in through the sheer curtains that covered his bedroom window. I looked at Joseph's alarm clock, which was sitting on a small table by th...
This is my first time writing a story so please pardon my mistakes. As English is not my first language I tried my best to minimize the flaws and grammar errors. Also this work is not purely targeted for only sex so if you're looking for something like that then it might disappoint you. All the characters, story, incident and places mentioned in this story...
Part 1 The Journey Begins : My name is Monique. I come from Europe, and I am in my mid twenties and stand about 1.53 meters in height and weigh only 49 kilos. For my height, my limbs are very long and shapely, especially my legs; and have what I would like to believe, a devastatingly sexy body, which I have managed to keep lean through a healthy diet and...
Paul took a call from a young woman called Reena who told him she needed help with 'a personal matter'. He asked her why she thought he could help. She replied that a friend had been helped by him and highly recommended his skills. She asked if she could come to see him as she didn't want to discuss the matter on the phone. He agreed and they arranged for he...
Graduate School is tough and is a place where one should be going due to aptitude and personal conviction, particularly when attempting to secure a professional degree like an MBA. I met Sheikh Hamed al Sagri, in my finance class, during the second semester. Hamed was in his mid-thirties and was attending the school courtesy of the Saudi Arabian government's...
During the absence of the newlyweds, my time was split between work and endless moments of thinking at home. I had a feeling of emptiness; I was missing Abida and our Master. This, however, gave me plenty of time to consider the situation I would have to face when they return. I could not avoid thinking that I had been the initiator of all this, the one, no...
A/N: Hello loves! How are you? I hope you are all well and enjoying the warmth of spring as I am. Thank you for all the wonderful feedback. I read every comment and every email and take everything you say into consideration. I love to hear from you and the best way to send me anything is definitely via email, so keep it coming. Now...Some people have express...
This is a work of fiction, the characters are not real. I have always seen myself as a confident, intelligent and modern girl, growing up in Pakistan I lead a very privileged existence and my family have only ever encouraged my life goals. Moving to America was a big step, but I believed I could do some good here, both for me and my family. Pakistan is mal...