I turned off the computer and headed back to the bedroom and the master bath. I chuckled to myself about how the words 'master bath' remind me of 'masturbate.' I hung my old terry bathrobe in the closet and slipped out of yesterday's underwear - those blue Hane's micro-fiber bikini briefs. The fabric is so comfortable against my skin, they provide plenty of...
2004 Nebraska I was exhausted from a long day of work at the call site; we had another outbreak of the notorious so called 'duck club'. This time the call site owner was not happy to just fire the ring leaders, now he wanted anyone who quaked let go, no if ands or butts. "These lay-offs are very draining." I thought to myself as I turned the key to my doo...
It was last summer and mum and dad had decided to go on a fortnight's camping holiday around the Lake District. They were discussing me at the dinner table a week before setting off. It was bloody typical. As usual they talked about me as if I wasn't there. "Will Ken be OK?" asked my father – I'm 18, for crying out loud. "Yes, he'll be fine. He knows how t...
A late winter storm dropped its white load with minimal interruptions and no apparent finale while I was asleep next to Erin in room twenty-five of the historic V Hotel. I woke to her long manicured fingers stroking me virtually in rhythm with the ticking antique clock that lie on the bedside dresser. It's agreed-upon that we aren't a committed couple, but w...
My name is Romania Tremblay, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Moncton, Province of New Brunswick, but raised in the Capital region of Canada. I have often been told that I cut an imposing figure. I stand six feet two inches tall, slim and fit, with long blonde hair and pale blue eyes. I am one...
"Holding you in my arms makes me feel alive, my sweet," I whispered into my girlfriend Samira Ali's ear as we walked through Vanier Parkway together. After waiting an eternity for the OC Transpo bus at the Rideau Center, we decided to walk home. Public transportation in the City of Ottawa absolutely sucks, trust me on that one. That's especially true in the...
In this cold and uncertain world, life is beyond difficult. For some more than others. Lately, I feel like the universe has been kicking our collective asses. Men and women, Blacks and Whites, straights and gays. We're all feeling the pinch in this horrible economy. The world has turned upside down and most of us feel that there's very little we can do. Wha...
A lot of people have accused me of being ruthless over the years. It's not my fault that I seem to attract some of the most evil people on the planet. From sociopaths ( men and women without conscience ) to racist white men and racist white women along with nutcases, man-haters, losers and stalkers. You name them, I've met them. All before I was twenty-four...
Apparently, Somali Muslim lesbians don't exist. Hmm, that's news to me because I see one every time I look in the mirror. My name is Halima Ali, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-chemistry at the University of Ottawa, and I'm also fairly active on the campus LGBT scene. Indeed, I'm the only Musli...
Chloe Sullivan Kent sat up in bed, her slender and sexy body covered with sweat. For a moment, she didn't know where she was. Then she took one look at the man who lay next to her and remembered. Next to her lay her beloved husband, Clark Kent. He was fast asleep. She didn't blame him for being tired. It had been a rough couple of weeks. Tenderly, she touche...