My name is Karim Abdullah Musawir. I am a proud son of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I'd like to tell you how I transformed my bitchy bossy Marie Claire Tremblay, a proud French-Canadian woman and feminist icon into my own personal fuck slut. You see, North American men and European men are always wondering how Muslim men from North Africa have managed to kee...
My internship is like nothing ordinary. As a psych major we're required to intern with a provider or company that is involved in the human condition. Usually that means a mental health clinic or hospital. Sometimes a pharmaceutical manufacturer. Myself and a few other fellow psych majors drew the lucky straw this year and we're interning at The Museum of Sex...
The Learning Curve Car doors slammed and the engine revved to life. Headlights washed across the room as the car backed out of the driveway. "They’re gone!" Tina sighed. " I’ve been dying. So what the hell did you get up to over there in The Hague?" It seemed like weeks, not days ago that Christy returned from an internship at the World Court. Her dowdy si...
"One easy way to tell a cetacean from a fish is by the tail. A fish's tail is vertical, straight up and down. The tail of a cetacean, like a dolphin, is horizontal; it spreads out from side to side." I'm listening to Dr. Demarbre give a lecture to a crowd of visitors to the Dolphin Institute in Honolulu, where I'm doing an internship while working on a Mast...
It had been a few weeks since Dr. Eva had requested I join her sexual fantasies group or join her alone in her office. I had begun to relax, and had even started to think that part of my life was over and I could finish my internship with little or no ripples. I should have known better. In the beginning, working for Dr. Eva had been a dream come true. Her...
"Joe! Joe Ninehouse! Can I see you for just a second?" Dr. Balkema shouted out to the young man jogging down the other side of the street. Joe turned when he heard his name called and when he recognized whom it was, he altered his course and ran up to the only medical doctor serving the small community of South Oaks. Joe had just graduated from West Shore C...
*Hi everyone, this is something new I've been working on for a little while, hope you enjoy! -Jasmine* 10 Years Before "Don't forget your inhaler," Savannah's mother said as she stood in the doorway of her childhood bedroom. Savannah walked over to her old dresser and tossed her inhaler in her duffle bag. "Trust me, I won't forget." Savannah Williams...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
Chap 1 - A Tourist Accident I was in my third year of medical school when my parents died on an eco-tourist expedition to the Zambezi. Despite prolonged and expensive efforts, no trace of their bodies, or of the other tourist couple and the guides in their canoe, were ever located. The only explanation that came back to me and other members of the family fr...
They rented a van because the five of them could not afford plane tickets to their college winter break destination of somewhere warm and sunny. They budgeted for hotel reservations, meals, and the free public beach. Tom and Daphne had known each other since they were kids and were next door neighbors growing up. Tom was your average early twenties college s...