My name is Alimah Amal Hassan. I was born and raised in the City of Al-Karameh in the Kingdom of Jordan. My family moved to the region of Ontario, Canada, about ten years ago. Today, I turn twenty two. I'm a third-year student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa. I have a lot to be thankful for today. Seriously. I live in the greatest country in the...
"Mustafa, I can't spend my life with a switch-hitter, I'm sorry, I can't help but feel that someday you might actually leave me for a woman," said Dalton Whitaker, and the tall, slender young Jamaican-Canadian man looked at his silent lover dejectedly. Mustafa Ali leaned back in his chair, quietly absorbing what his boyfriend of three years was telling him....
Mustafa Ribadu is a hard-working brother living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. He moved to the Capital of Canada a while ago from his hometown of Kano, northern Nigeria. After studying applied business at Algonquin College, Mustafa looked for work but couldn't find it. He went back to working with his hands, which is what he does best. Canada might be diffe...
"Politics find common thread everywhere," Mustafa Machar said to himself, as he languished in his little cell, awaiting his execution. In a few hours, the sun would rise, and for the first time in centuries, he would be there to greet it. It would be the very last thing he ever saw, for the light was lethal to his kind. Can't escape genetics, Mustafa thought...
Right now, avowed feminist and proud Israeli Defense Forces soldier Miriam Rosenthal was where she knew she was born to be. Lying on her back, sweaty and dazed, blonde hair disheveled and blue eyes blinking nervously, while a well-endowed Muslim guy fucked her in her tight Israeli ass. In one of Tel Aviv's nicest hotels, too. Long had the proud Jewish woman...
What's up, people? I'm Maher Ismail, and I'm a black Muslim gentleman of Somali descent living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. I studied Criminal Justice at Bridgewater State University but never really worked in that field. I once thought about becoming a police officer or a corrections officer but didn't like the way the American criminal justice s...
I have republished this with the correct title. I seem to have lost it and my next chapter will be along soonish. ********************************************************** Christine called on me again. I knew she had something in mind but we chatted for a while. I said to her. "Come on Christine you obviously want to talk about something, and I guess it...
They always told Vika that when she made camp, she should be setting out the cots herself. The nomadic Traders of the Holy Mother always had their husbands set out their cots for them. It had been that way since the golden age, when trade had run like blood in a vein up and down the world-spanning Road of Honey and Cotton. Of course, the war had ruined that...
One fine day, Dominic called me and said that we could meet up and have a drink. I agreed since it was long since we drank together. So I went to his place and when I met him, he told me that a girl named Anita would join us. I was excited beyond doubt, but then he also told me that he boyfriend too would join in. Anyway in a few minutes the couple reached a...
When Cilla and I got married we both had good jobs and friendly employers. Whilst our children were small we would go abroad for our holidays in the sun. Spain, Greek Islands, Turkey, Cyprus even Dubai one year when I got recognition for special accomplishments. Then the recession hit the economy. The Conservative Party under Cameron the Prime Minister, intr...