Apparently, as an Indian Muslim gal living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, I'm supposed to be quiet, soft and sweet. I guess whoever believes in those myths about women from the Republic of India never met me. My name is Nadira Duwesh, and I was born in Uttar Pradesh, Northern India, and raised in Canada's Capital region. I'm five-foot-seven, one hundred and...
My name is Meifeng Huifang. I was born and raised in the City of Calgary, Province of Alberta. The daughter of Chinese immigrants who came to the Confederation of Canada in the early 1980s. These days, I'm studying Biology at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. With all the weird turns my life has taken lately and what I'm learnin...
Note: This story is a re-telling of Aurelius1982 Indian Wife is a Diwali Night Treat from the wife's perspective. One of his readers. Mili, sent him a suggestion for having the wife's narrative too, similar to my first story which Aurelius helped with. He asked me to do it, so here it is. Obviously, the main characters are Aurelius' creations and he deserves...
After our sex-filled weekend, Monday rolled along. Carlos had given Ramon a key to his place. So for a couple of days after classes, Ramon and Yashodhara would head to his place, and have sex for a couple of hours before he dropped her home. Carlos was never home, because his job kept him away till late. So it was just her and Ramon. They fucked pretty much...
Author's Note: All errors are strictly mine. * * * A week later, Aiko found her husband in a pensive mood. "You've got something on your mind, Gerald." "Yes, hon, I've been extremely busy at work since our cruise. Now I have to take a few business trips to the West Coast. Some of the regional offices have invited me to train their staff. My boss says I'm...
This is the fifth chapter in a true story that happened to me about five years ago. I was 49 years old at the time going on the urges of a 30 old male. My wife had died in a car crash about eighteen months previous to this story. (Names have been changed to prevent any problems with the real life people) * * * * * Wednesday morning came to fast for me. I w...
While on a trip, I was able to complete this novella. It's been a fun journey. The story will conclude with chapter 18. And I already have the next novella in mind; the title will be "Le Sexe Superieur." ***** I am definitely curious about Anthony Redbird, and Anton (who hasn't yet met him) isn't perturbed that I want to meet him again sometime. So the nex...
Cindy Biggs, the archaeologist who had studied the swan statue discovered in prince Kyrhan's palace was back in front of him. - Mrs Biggs, I must apologize for my rude behavior when you presented us the results of your investigations. I was horrified to discover that my ancestors had such horrible mores. - It was the custom at that time. No use to fret abo...
"So how do you feel about this?" Vaishali asked her patient from her comfortable psychologist's chair. "I don't know," came the young woman's reply seated across from her. "I mean if I really had the answer to that, why would I be here?" Vaishali smiled to herself. It was a classic answer she had heard countless times in her practice. It was often said by...
Pt. XIV: The Bait Jack persuaded Kim to pick up Caitlin at McCarran International Airport. "It will give you a chance to get to know one another. I'm going to meet with the governor's daughter, Sal Bridge." "Sure Jack, I'll go get her. I feel like I already know her quite well. Do you think Caitlin made reservations at a hotel?" "I doubt it, why do you as...