“Awaken.” You’re cold. It’s dark and wet. You open your eyes, but see only darkness. “Wha-?” - Your voice cracks so hard that it surprises you, you’re scared at the sound, almost as if you haven’t spoken in a very long time. Pulling together your mind, you will yourself to try and sit up, only to smack your face against something cold. Hard. Where are you? Y...
Waking up from cryosleep, I grumble as the glass from the pod lifts with a hiss of compressed air being released. With a yawn, a stretch, and few pops from cracking my knuckles I stagger from where I slept to the toilet, the ambient humming of the space ship in my ears, the clean clinical smell of a perfectly sterilised environment. I emptied my guts into th...
Here I am, sitting at my computer after a rather eventful night. My name is Christina Abdul-Hamid, and I'm a woman with a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Hasbaya in the Republic of Lebanon, but raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. My parents, Phillip Abdul-Hamid and Annabelle Mansur moved to the Confederation of Canada in the...
Looking at the young blonde woman lying in bed next to him, Constantine Al-Sharif was deep in thought. Gently, he kissed her forehead. Sighing, he tried not to think about the past and failed miserably. Born and partly raised in the City of Bousse in the nation of Burkina Faso, Constantine had felt odd his entire life. The son of Jacob Al-Sharif, a Lebanese...
You see me walking down the street, wearing my Hijab and long robe, and you make all kinds of erroneous assumptions about me. I am not oppressed, I am not a religious freak, I am not a terrorist. I am a Muslim woman, pure and simple. Get that through your head. I have the same thoughts, feelings and needs, whether physical, emotional or sexual ( yes, Muslim...
According to a strict Saudi Arabian law on racial and cultural relations, no Saudi woman is permitted to marry a man from outside the Arab States of the Gulf, which include Bahrain, Oman, Kuwait, Qatar or the United Arab Emirates. The realms of the Arab monarchs. Of course, by the same edict, Saudi men may marry women from whatever country or culture they so...
This is a true story from my Para Rescue Days. I'd like to thank my wife, Cymry for helping me edit and do the corrections. I dedicate this story to her. Para Rescue's motto is: So that others may live. She's the reason I live. * As we dropped altitude and closed in on the beachhead, the spectre groaned as Cowboy banked hard to the left. The call sign suit...
I struggled to consciousness, a forced awakening. Something was wrong. I was being yanked from cryo at a speed that is dangerous and the ship would not do so except under the most desperate of situations. It was like being slapped awake from your deepest sleep state. My cryo crypt opened and I was more or less spilled out onto the deck of the vault. Red ligh...
Chapter Fifteen - Bettys Down Under Michele had an emotional last day with Ying. As well as lovers they had become good friends. Michele promised to write to Ying and vowed that one day she would return to Thailand and they would reunite. Their last night together was a sex charged boozy affair and Michele rose early the next morning and left Ying fast asle...
7 OUT OF THE FIRE Greg immediately felt a bit overstimulated. For a moment all his brain could remember was the instant of his death, back when he'd been impaled on a spear. Now some kind of shaman was screaming at him through a cloud of greenish smoke. Gathered around the shaman was a group of tribals, their skin pallid and grey. "What more, my lord?" g...