Sunset Over Cairo A black kite wails through the cooling air as evening falls over the great plain of Gizeh. Beneath the sinking sun, the dull dirt landscape glows in momentary splendor. Shadows lengthen as the black kite plunges, and a tiny shriek of death goes unnoticed on the plain. To the east in Cairo's old quarter, Masr al-Qadima, a clear-eyed muadhd...
I apologize ahead of time to the Brits, the Scots, the Masai, Rednecks, Grammarians, and military people in general. I did some research, enough to not screw up the basics too badly. So, forgive the things I got wrong, and try to enjoy the story. ................................................... The wedding was getting closer. And we both were getting ne...
Four months and ten days, had said Abida. It has been a very busy period of time for the three of us. Of course, my work as CEO kept me quite active. Apart from that, Master Faisal had asked me to help Abida with her preparations for the wedding as such and the banquet that was to follow. This was to be an "intimate" wedding, the number of guests being limi...
Anna was the first wife of Ali, a serious 40-something Jordanian engineer. For a long time, she was the one. Anna loved Ali. She had loved him from the first days she met him at the university in her country where he went to study. There were plenty of handsome, healthy, strong and even smart Slavic boys, but she was used to them. That tall, handsome, right...
It had rained earlier in the morning, a hard, wind-driven downpour and Nicholas was forced to sidestep ankle-deep pools of mucoid water that had collected at the street corners. Now the rain was letting up; the clouds began to skid off towards New England and beyond. Weak shafts of sunlight squeezed down between the buildings of midtown Manhattan. It was sti...
Author's note. This is a continuation of my previous story 'My Egyptian Romance.' Although not essential, I suggest you read that first. Chapter 02: Betrothed I was besotted with him. No, that suggests a temporary crush and that was not what I felt for Ahmed. I was in love with him as I had been for most of the six months I had known him. We met when I ha...
There was an awkward moment of profound silence after Peter closed the door. They smiled nervously at each other as Peter lifted a hand and softly stroked the side of Jennifer's face. With head down and hands clasped before her, she waited, feeling a sudden chill of apprehension. He voiced his innermost thoughts. "Right now, I feel like the luckiest man a...
Like I mentioned earlier, this is a fiction series involving an upscale white couple leading a cuckold lifestyle with a young Black man. If this is not the kind of subject that you like, please don't read any further. Several months had passed, during which some noteworthy events happened. Master Faisal had been successful professionally: He received His P...
For more information on the characters in this story, please read the following: What Mother-in-Law Wants Badge of Betrayal Clarissa Gets Served Grab Life by the Balls The Ghost of Red River Falls Darla's Dilemma Getting Back to Square One ***WARNING*** This is a long story. How do I know? Because I wrote the damned thing. If plot development...
Golden lipstick leaves a lustrous fleck along the otherwise blue vein as Mariah's lips coat another inch of my rock-hard meat. Her neck bulges around the amount of manhood that her throat already conceals. Her radiant hair dangles off the giant fourteen foot-wide bed in which two children have been conceived and curls around my toes. As she savors the head,...