Another week, another Friday night spent solo. Sitting at the computer terminal inside the Carleton University laboratory, Ishmael Rosenberg Teshale sighed deeply. It wasn't easy being him. He'd been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for over a year and could still count his friends on one hand. Friday night and he had nothing better to do t...
"Ahmad, tonight, my dear husband, I am cuckolding you," Fatima Ali said, smiling wickedly at her husband, Saudi Government Minister and career diplomat Ahmad Ali, and then she winked at her Bull. The object of her desire was a handsome Somali stud named Bilal Osman, whom Fatima met while visiting the University of Ottawa. The tall, burly and dark-skinned Eas...
Sitting on his throne, the Great King of All The Arabs sighed. Yet another dreary day on a throne which he seldom felt like occupying. The King wasn't young. At sixty one years old, he still carried himself like an emissary of the fearsome Arabian warrior and prophet whose devoted followers his ancestors once were. Tall and somewhat chubby, with dark bronze...
If a Muslim man can date or even marry a Christian woman or a Jewish woman, why can't a Muslim woman do the same thing with a Christian man or a Jewish man? Aren't they "People of the Book" too, according to Islam? That's the question Mona Wahid asked herself for the thousandth time as she walked through the crowded hallways of Carleton University in the Cit...
Toronto Police Service constable Guillaume Renard shook his head as he looked at yet another dead body. Jennifer Stone had been nineteen years old when she died, a second-year student at Seneca College. Three days ago, her parents, William and Maeve Stone reported her missing. The cop they spoke to promised to do the best she could, but she should have told...
"Strange times make the strangest bedfellows," Raul James said to himself as he left the Vanier townhouse located near the Silver City movie theater. The owner of said townhouse, Fatima Sayyid, waved him goodbye as he got in his van and drove away. The lady was glowing and Raul had everything to do with it. Nothing like a job well done, Raul thought with a w...
The first time I saw my future wife Halima Saoud-Solomon, the young Saudi Arabian Muslim woman was sitting in the Saint Laurent Mall food court, all by herself, eating a plate of Chinese food like only a depressed woman could. I took one look at the tall, plump Arabian gal in the drab brown dress and modest hijab and knew that I wanted to fuck her. Fate had...
The lure of the forbidden fruit. Is there anything more sexy or dangerous? Don't answer that. The name is Elmi Abdullah and I'm a big and tall young Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business administration at Carleton University and hope to run my own company someday. Yes, Somali brothers have ambition and I am proud...
Right now, all kinds of wonderful things are happening in our parlor. My name is Samuel Xavier, and I'll be your host for the sensual debaucheries of this evening. Who am I? Just a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent in my late twenties who gets off on all things of a sexual nature. Tonight, I have a special show for you. It's called playing with taboo...
I honestly don't think prejudice will ever go away, man. My name is Jean-Pierre Clarence. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti, but raised in the town of Miami, State of Florida. I'm a U.S. citizen who's never forgotten his Haitian roots. By the way, I'm also a Werewolf. I have the ability to transform myself into a wolf. The type t...