Amna dreaded the day, but it finally came, when she was to have her first day working on the set of Hot Asian Lovers. She arranged to meet Susan at her flat, so, for Amna, she got up quite early and took the bus across town to the block of apartments opposite her parents’ shop. She prayed while waiting for a prompt reply on the intercom to give no time for h...
"How's life, Steve? You look troubled," Ayesha Abdulmajid said as she looked pensively at the big and tall young black man who lay in her arms. Steve looked at Ayesha and gently stroked her lovely face, running his hand through her long, curly black hair. From the moment he first laid eyes on her inside that Tim Horton's one frosty December morning in the Ci...
When at college it was a bit lonely staying at my bed-sit. So I was really pleased when my girlfriend Jenny said she would move in with me. On her first day there, I left her to get settled in as I had classes. I was really looking forward to our first evening together but when I returned to the bed-sit, Jenny was very subdued and her eyes were red as though...
On an unnamed airstrip in Pakistan, the shrill engine of a Predator drone filled the evening air. The sleek oblong silhouette glistened in the sunset as it gained speed and altitude and eventually disappeared through the porous cloud cover. A Pakistani Army sentry followed its ascent with eyes shielded against the pink sky, then "tsk-ed" and returned his gaz...
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...
Twenty years ago we met, and although the timing wasn't right, I knew right then and there that someone special had finally come into my life. My name is Afaf Khan-Birrou and I was born in the City of Dammam, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a Pakistani immigrant mother. My father Omar Alzahrani never took care of my mother Amina Khan and I, and w...
Emma walked out of the hotel into the warmth of the Parisian night. She was looking for a bar, just somewhere to sit and read her novel over a glass of wine or two. But she was also looking for some less innocent fun. She had felt horny all day; only that morning Tom had buggered her over the desk in her office and had left her with an itch in her arsehole a...
"Folks, there are three senior positions to be filled," Mr. Shahzad, the vice-president of the company announced to the group, "and those who are promoted will create opportunities for many others to rise also!" There was palpable excitement in the crowd of two dozen gathered in the main lobby of the Mangla guest house. The prospect of promotion raised the...
"Hmm, what if I skipped work today?" Sam Camara asked himself as he rode the 95 Cambrian bus leaving the suburb of Barrhaven, Ontario, for the east end of Ottawa. After the recent changes in the bus lines and schedules, this latest bus now stopped right in front of his townhouse. Even this early in the morning, the bus was packed with all kinds of folks goin...
Farheen was an 18 year old Persian American girl who was born and raised in the USA. She lived in Texas all her life. She was part of a semi-conservative Shi'a Muslim home. She was an only child. Her parents were rich. Their family lived in a 200 thousand dollar home. Her father was a contractor always at work and her mother was in Pakistan most of the year....