Indonesia–poland Relations Stories

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Orientalism and 'Yellow Fever'

by al_Ussa on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet," or so wrote the illustrious Rudyard Kipling in his 'Ballad of East and West.' With all due respect to Kipling, however, the two have indeed met, and have been dancing a complicated exchange of goods, ideas and even people for many centuries now. And this cultural exchange applies to almost all...

Og's Blog Pt. 04

by oggbashan on May 4, 2020
Reviews & Essays

Copyright oggbashan April 2020 Apart from the Author's name this is supposed to be non-fiction. All names have been omitted to protect the guilty. A couple of people have asked me to make a permanent record of the real-life anecdotes I had posted in the Authors' Hangout and General Board so this is the fourth part, previously unposted. 1st Class by liner...

Dreams from My Father

by wife2hotblk on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I am exhausted. In the past 60 hours I have read the most troubling and liberating book of my life...Dreams From My Father by now President-Elect Barack Obama. Through the pages and chapters, I have vicariously followed his unique journey as the mixed race child of an absentee father raised by his white mother and grandparents. But the exhausting and troubli...

From Burkina Faso With Love Ch. 02

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. The name is Aziz Kalenzaga, and I'm a young black Muslim man of Burkinabe descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm studying mathematics at Carleton University. I was born in Burkina Faso and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, I'm a U.S. citizen via naturalization. I came to Canada to study for a...

Giving in to Temptation Ch. 06

by Storyteller2121 on Jan 30, 2018
Erotic Couplings

It had been three months now, and I still got a bit of a high every time I thought of that night with Emily and Candy. We fell asleep on the chaise, in front of the fire, wrapped up in bath sheets and each other, the scent of sex all about us. Morning was glorious. I found myself spooned against Emily, my cock pressed up against her ass. She, in turn, was sp...

My Indonesian Muslim Policewoman

by Samuelx on Nov 26, 2017
Interracial Love

The day started out nicely enough for Ibrahim Gemeda, former Corporal with the Ethiopian Federal Police, and current bodyguard of His Excellency Adam Teshome, former Minister of the Interior and the new Ambassador of Ethiopia in the City of Jakarta, Indonesia. The run rose over the City of Samarinda, in the East Kalimantan region of Borneo, Indonesia, promis...

Mariam Sungkar of Indonesia

by Samuelx on Oct 15, 2017
Interracial Love

When Omar Fasanmi was informed by his father, Senator Abdullah Fasanmi, that they were to be exiled from Nigeria, as a result of the former's staunch opposition to Nigerian President Muhammadu Bukari, and his regime, the younger Fasanmi thought it was a joke. Sure, as a member of the Senate of Nigeria the elder Fasanmi was well-known for his hatred of all th...

Indonesian Muslim Stripper

by Samuelx on Nov 8, 2017
Interracial Love

"You can look, gentlemen, but you definitely can't touch," Soraya Bintang said to herself, as she checked her reflection in the mirror, in a quiet corner of the boudoir. All around her, the other women of all hues who worked at the club bantered, as they got ready, and she dutifully ignored them. Tonight's show had to go perfectly, otherwise Soraya was going...

No Future Ch. 85

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

LXXXV Our Daily Bread Iris 2061 When she was a child and even until quite recently, Iris cherished a very romantic vision of country life. Green fields. Village ponds. Forests. Lakes. Winding lanes with hedges on either side. Songbirds on the wing. And although much of the English countryside was still pretty much like that, now Iris was employed as consc...

The Polish Squeeze

by javidson on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I was eighteen. I thought I knew what life was all about; thinking back, I was dreadfully earnest. I'd been watching the news with my parents for years, and seeing the fall of the Berlin wall and the breakup of the USSR as slowly developing trends, I felt like I was ready to school Kissinger in foreign relations. When the other kids were out making the mista...