"East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet," or so wrote the illustrious Rudyard Kipling in his 'Ballad of East and West.' With all due respect to Kipling, however, the two have indeed met, and have been dancing a complicated exchange of goods, ideas and even people for many centuries now. And this cultural exchange applies to almost all...
There is no underage sex in my story. Ahmad was a thirty-three years old single Egyptian man, living alone in Old Cairo. He was a secular, believing in Deism and Western civilization values. And he disliked Theocratic Abrahamic Terrorist nations like Saudi Entity KSA and Zionist Entity, Afghanistan, Somalia, Pakistan, Erdogan's and Justice and Development...
Punk Rock bands, according to popular belief, I'm not supposed to be into that sort of thing. Supposedly due to my skin tone, I'm supposed to like Rap, Hip Hop and Basketball. Well, I tried these things and they simply weren't for me. My name is Raul Davidson, my friends call me Ra. As in the ancient Egyptian deity known as Ra, King of the Gods. Sounds cool,...
As we rode I sat and looked at Rachel's face. In her sleep I could see the turmoil evident in her dreams. I stroked her back and instantly the look on her face became one of total relaxation. I held her and thought what that meant for me... to me. Ray turned and looked at her and said, "How could anyone hurt someone that beautiful?" I looked at him, my fa...
Damien Martin had just about had enough of Cassidy Lassiter and her "honey-do" lists of late, so when she told him that she left a list of them on the fridge again, he groaned, ignored them, and poured himself a cold beer this particular Saturday. He was not going to do a thing about them. He had done far too many on his Saturdays of late, and he was fucking...
I was laying there in a wonderful and so comfortably soft bed. The sheets felt so smooth and smelled so good. I was thinking about so long ago when I was a little boy and my mother would tuck me into my bed. The bed felt like this and smelled like this. It was what I liked to think about when I wanted to feel free. It was what I always wanted to think about...
Introduction Walking around the city of New York can be like standing at the buffet table of a very fine and eclectic restaurant. The people come from every, possible end of the world. The woman are not only diverse in skin color, facial features, body type and behavior, but they're also dressed with an elevated sense of style that ranges from classy to sl...
If I knew then what I know now....blah, or so the old adage goes. Personally, had I known back then what I now know, I would have done everything exactly the same way. Fate is a powerful thing, for good and for ill, and I've learned not to oppose it. My name is Adam Crowley Dieudonne, and I was born in the City of Belfast, Ireland, to a Haiti immigrant fathe...
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Peter I was walking to my appointment with Ola, giggling at the thought of how surprised he would be. This week I had much more interesting things to talk about than how dull and meaningless my life was. And this once I did not know what he would say and what he would think. I was humming the goofy sitar-theme of "Winds of Change" (Animals), since this time...