"I can't believe you..." A strange mix of disbelief and something she couldn't quite identify, is what Erica Dane felt at that moment. "Kicked out of prom... Really!?" The blonde mother continued in query as she drove, her narrow eyes keeping to the wet road before her. "You are eighteen years old. Eighteen! You're supposed to be the mature one in your c...
Paresh was a newly married to a hot girl from India. Of course, the marriage was an arranged marriage (the norm in India). Paresh had never visited India as he was born and grew up in US and Europe, but his parents were from India, and they insisted he marry a girl from back home. He said he will give it a try and that's how he met Ritu. Ritu was a nice youn...
(This is based on a true story) I'm from a small Midwestern town. One of those towns out of a Norman Rockwell print. I loved growing up in a small town where everyone knew each other, the friendly people, freshly cut lawns, and the loudest thing in the summer was a barking dog. My family lived in an upper middle-class neighborhood on the outskirts. We were...
As a man who was born in and raised in a multiethnic community here on the east coast, I have always been around and appreciated women of color. Whether this meant the Black women in our apartment building, the Puerto Rican women who shared desks with me in elementary school, the Persian women at the boarding school down the road from my high school, the sou...
Chapter 10: Indian Delivery From a scenario by Dalhia 57 It was the end of their exams for Naina and her sister Ritu. Their first year at Birmingham University had passed like a dream. They had discovered Europe thanks to a grant offered by an Indian industrial company. They had become acclimatized soon, Indian students in a cosmopolite university with no...
Lynn closed the door to the motel room and walked to her car. Her luggage held in one hand, the Dream Catcher and purse in the other. Walking to the rear of the Saab, Lynn sat her luggage down and put the key in the slot and turned it. As the trunk opened she took notice of the lights by the highway. 'Grill' lit up like a beacon in the night to an empty stom...
This story does involve bodily functions and humiliations so those offended by these topics should read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Linda Crawford noticed that student behavior in her classes—both the majority, which were all boys, and the one all-girls class—seemed much improved of late with all pupils very careful to avoid being seen...
Author's note: As requested, here is a cast of the characters of the story, at least through the soiree at Indian House. I don't perceive any additional characters (at least not any significant ones) being added afterwards. Also, even though the father of the character Deedra Helmholtz was a very real mathematician, to the best of my knowledge, he never had...
"Hey bro, you walk around here like you think you're the man," came a voice, and I turned around, wondering who was addressing me. It was a rainy Friday morning in the suburb of Barrhaven, Ontario. Not just any Friday morning, mind you, but El Cinco De Mayo. I'd just had breakfast at the local Tim Horton's, consisting of a nice egg and cheese sandwich, overl...
"You must have had a hard day." "Boy, did I ever!" "You should get into the shower right away. It is almost time for dinner." "I think I'll take a bath instead." "I wouldn't do that if I were you." "For heaven's sake, Jane, why not?" "You got male jism all over your backside and if you get into a bath, well, you'll mess up the water. A shower will be m...