They strolled along, down toward the market. Christian couldn't help but chuckle over the way Kinlye's eyes shone. "They are so pretty." Kinlye reached out, her hand going through the aura of a couple of the vendors. "Did I look like that to you?" "Your aura was a brilliant white, Kinlye. There aren't too many of them. You were sweet and kind and virtuous...
"What are you doing?" Christian looked up as his father approached him. He held an axe over his shoulder with some freshly chopped wood under his arm. Christian smiled widely running to meet his father. "I was hunting." He said earnestly as Julian ruffled his hair with pride, dropping the logs he lifted Christian into his arms. "Where is your mother?" "I...
Josephine Al-Mansur stepped out of the shower inside her lovely suburb in the Barrhaven suburb of Ottawa, province of Ontario. The young Lebanese woman wore a bright smile and nothing else as she read a text message from a male co-worker. She was having the most exciting day ever. And it didn't even have anything to do with her exciting job as a computer tec...
Thank you so much for the voting and comments and feed back I've been getting. I hope you continue enjoying Gypsy and Cadyn's story. * She dropped her head to her hands when she hung the phone up. Looking around the desk at the small stacks of notes she'd made, adding a planner and possible boutique space to her 'to do and look for' list. Her stomach grow...
My name is Soraya Wahid, and I'm a Lebanese Christian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, but have lived in the Confederation of Canada for the past ten years. I'm five-foot-eleven, a bit chubby but still fit, with long Black hair, light bronze skin and light brown...
Wendy and Christian worked together in the office. Actually, they worked on opposite sides of the building, but their paths crossed regularly at work. They often had lunch at the same time or had copies to make at the same time. Wendy had always thought Christian was hot with his tousled mop of jet black hair and tan skin. He had a perfect body and worked o...
My wife has always been very conservative. Her father was a strict southern batiste preacher. You know the church types where women wear dresses only, no makeup, and hair up, no alcohol. Anyway we met at college and a short two years later we were married. We never had sex before marriage and the most I got was kisses. If I tried to fondle her, she would sla...
I had been trying to set up a fun gathering at my house with my group of martial arts friends for several months, but everyone's schedules were always so busy that it was hard to coordinate a date. We finally found a Saturday afternoon and evening that would work for everyone, so I began making plans. Being that it was summer, I definitely wanted to enjoy t...
Chapter Twenty Three Intrepid - 3754 C.E. "Isaac, isn't it?" the Special Operations Officer asked the naked man sitting on a chair opposite him and who was gently restrained by a low intensity force field. "And where do you come from exactly?" The Holy Crusader might have been defeated but he retained his pride and dignity, despite the humiliation of his c...
When God speaks, you should obey without question. Just remember that God is love and anyone who preaches hate doesn't come from God. I feel that those words hold true regardless of which religion one follows, but they should be required for all followers of Islam, the religion I was born into. My name is Fatouma Bilal-Sanchez, and I'm a young woman of Saudi...