As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Khadija Adewale, and I'm a young Nigerian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am twenty six years old. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in sociology. Since I couldn't find any work in my major, I had to look elsewhere. That's how I ended up working at a Call Center i...
Continued from here I stand up, pausing my ritual for her graciously. My hands do not touch hers as I take the plate of offerings from her. The rim of the plate is encircled by a serpentine jasmine garland. Nestled in the heart of this garland is a riot of colours — incandescent red oleanders, igneous palash and at the heart of the heart, a wide-open golden...
Al has the perfect job to satisfy his foot fetish. My name is Linda and I'm a prostitute. One of my regular clients is Al, the owner of Al's Shoe Store downtown. Al has a foot fetish. Much in the way that a Yogi has been able to transform himself from living a solitary, spiritual lifestyle by practicing meditation in a way that translates the benefits of m...
2. Amelia's tale. I am known to family and friends as Amelia, Millie to my brother and sisters, but I was born The Honourable Augusta, Caroline, Amelia, Courteney Fox, eldest daughter of Edward Fox, third Baron Holland, and the Lady Caroline Courteney. Our home is Seagrave House, in Leicestershire, not the biggest or grandest of our family homes (that woul...
(Inspired by the Norman Lindsay's etching entitled "Arguement") Well, although I may never be able to politely admit to "eves dropping" what I heard went something along these lines; if you feel you can trust me to tell you the truth in such a matter involving this seemingly embellished tale of sexual adventure that happened many years ago. Madam Lee "Do...
This is a fictional story for adults only! If you are not of the legal age of consent (18+) you are not permitted to view this content. All characters in this story are of age. This story contains scenes of nonconsent/ reluctant sex. ~~~ Within the walls of a large building known as, "The Church of the Damned '', a man, hooded and cloaked, cursed at the w...
Cat came out of the mall and put her packages on the back seat of her car. She opened the front door and pulled her wheelchair up to the seat. She lifted each leg onto the car floor and then lifted her butt into the car. She adjusted herself then fastened the seat belt. This allowed her to lean out and remove one wheel of her wheelchair and put it on the bac...
As I pulled into the parking place I doubled checked I could get out of my van. I unlocked my wheelchair from the floor behind the steering wheel and pushed the button to open the door and let the platform out for my wheelchair. I turn and roll out on the platform and lower it to the parking lot and push the button to raise the lift back up and close the doo...
The following story was inspired by a young lady named Jessica. She is young enough to be my granddaughter but she is wise beyond her years. The story distills concepts and ideas first introduced in the "Mrs. Swanson" stories and Boot Camp for Husbands. While neither of these stories are necessary to enjoy this offering they do provide "back story." *****...
My name is Anita Singh. I live in a small town of Uttar Pradesh. Presently I am 32 years of age, married. I got married at the age of 25 to Rajesh, who was a shop-owner. My married life started smooth and I was happy with everything. Rajesh and I shared a very good and close relation. My sex life also was quite regular and satisfactory. But bitterness in my...