It was odd she didn't want to see the game at the stadium since they were going to be in Paris. When he suggested a bar where they could watch it she declined that as well. She then said they should watch it at her ex-boyfriend's apartment. "Have you been drinking?" He asked because if this was the Parisian ex-boyfriend Jean she always referenced his as The...
Their conversation was natural and casual. She told him a little about her job and why she was in D.C. The day had been long and the meeting had been intense and exhausting, but they had accomplished much. She thought they would be able to finish by mid or late afternoon on Friday, at which point she would decide whether or not to head back to Richmond. She...
Can a Muslim lesbian be addicted to sex? I am honestly starting to think so. My name is Amina Khalid, a young Somali Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and a while ago, I discovered the truth about myself. I am a Muslim woman, I am queer, and a dedicated student at Algonquin College in suburban Nepean. Oh, and I have something which I must c...
Talk about a workplace romance gone wrong. I'm 22 doing my job in my new company. I'd just been appointed and I really wanted this job to stick. I'm a bisexual, I sucked several dicks before to get this job. I'm not generally into guys, but I just like thick black cocks. They are so pleasing and juicy. I like my women usually with big bouncy tits and a jui...
I was alone this summer Saturday morning. My wife was out shopping with a friend while I caught up on some work cleaning out the store room in the garage. It was a very useful place to store crap, but all too handy and I finally realized I could hardly get into it let alone find what I needed like my golf clubs or softball gear. The space needed an overhaul...
I startle, as a bright light suddenly illuminates the bedroom, almost immediately followed by a deafening clap of thunder. As I get up and walk to the window a worried frown crosses my face. Tom is still outside for his run and he hates the rain. Then, suddenly the frown is replaced by a smile as I remember the one time Tom didn't mind getting wet. It happen...
Sometimes life throws you some major curveballs, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Choukri Wahid, and I'm a young Muslim woman of Somali and Lebanese descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business at Algonquin College, and I'm here to clear up some misconceptions about us Muslim ladies. Let the truth be told, so to speak. I know we Muslim l...
"Why did I even think it, it was so stupid of me, I still cannot understand why I blurted it out, 'I love you,' like a silly schoolgirl" Maria and Susan were enjoying an afternoon coffee on Susan's terrace, and Maria had enlisted her in the role of agony aunt. "Possibly," suggested Susan tentatively, "Just possibly there may be just a tiny element of truth...
Chapter 24 We said our goodbyes in the driveway and she left for her parents to spend her holiday week with them. When she turned away from the driveway I felt the loss right away but I didn't begrudge her spending time with them. The house was empty and cold without Jan in it and I had to force myself to do something besides mope around. I did some laund...
"DEATH AND MIRACLES" EDITED BY: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANT: Simply_Cyn AUTHORS NOTE: "It would really help if you read the previous chapters before reading this one for the sake of clarity." *** Michael slowly opened his eyes to an unfocused world. His head ached under a dull, forceful throb. He sat up, rubbing his eyes with the palms of his...