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I travel a lot. Whenever I tell people where I'm from, they look at me in a funny way. Sometimes I smile and nod, and other times I feel like shaking them. There are Indians, Chinese people and Pakistanis in the Republic of South Africa, it's not just Blacks and Whites down there! The name's Madeeha Abbasi, and my friends call me Maddy. I used to get pissed...
"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...
Jill was an anthropologist. She had been in Africa studying a primitive native tribe for two years. Immediately after graduating from college she had come to the remote African jungle. Two things were happening today. The first was her boyfriend, a follow anthropologist who lived in the remote village with her, had gone to one of the big cities on the coast...
Kelly tapped her fingers against her notebook as she waited outside Mr. Jenkins office. She was a little nervous. It had all started yesterday, when her freshmen college class had gotten their midterm grades back. She had gotten a B, good for most, but Kelly was not happy with an average score. She approached Mr. Jenkins, her professor for African studies, a...
This two-chapter story is a departure from my usual genre in an attempt to stretch myself. Yes, it stretches reality, and No, it's not exactly 'interracial Love.' It's more 'Interracial Lust.' I hope you enjoy ... and thanks to Sally Tart for her inspiration. * "You're sure this was a good idea?" Michelle mumbled to her husband for the umpteenth time in t...
She pulled out her tongue and very slowly licked her hand, as Mike, pounded her anus and filled it up with American cream. "aaahh, aawah habibi, yes baby, right there." Yara screamed. As Yara is being pounded she thinks to herself 'I love America, where else could I have discovered the pleasures of being fucked in the ass'. But as Mike was about to cum, Ya...
"Wait a minute," Andi, my closest friend from high school, next to Roy of course, stopped dead in her tracks and gave me the look. She shoved aside a curtain of blonde curls and adjusted her brown cardigan, which almost matched her skin. "He farted?" It pained my heart to nod. Even then, I had the worst look on my face, like I was admitting to sleeping wit...
Inspired by MamaMia.... I know she's here. Somewhere. She has to be. Well, this is part of the fun of it. Finding each other. The plan is, after my band finishes its set, loads out, and the rest of the group goes back to the hotel, I head back over to First Avenue, the club we just played at, and we find each other at the afterparty. So, here I am. Lookin'...
Please email me with your comments or suggestions, as I appreciate readers when they take the time to email. This short story was written for a special person and I hope these fantasies excite and satisfy her. I receive many requests from loyal readers to do stories for them but it takes me weeks to do a story properly. After receiving this request from Mic...