"He will not marry, and I will be remembered."
A highway on the outskirts of Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India: 1953.The bus from the city drew to a halt at the crossroads, and having descended the steps, Krishan paused momentarily to put a small canvas rucksack on his back. Then,...
"The spectre of sex quickly reared its head."
Heaven knows what made me do it. I had been out with a friend, drinking more than I should have, and I was missing my husband terribly. Perhaps the knowledge that he was away from home had made me horny,...
"Sometimes, it’s as if the gods are walking among us."
Jason wiped the condensation from the bus window with the back of his hand and looked out at the emptying festival site. The British weather had been unremitting since Thursday, and the once-green fields had long since become a swamp.His...
"What price acceptance in a world of closed minds and frozen hearts?"
Harkiran was used to being different. As the only Sikh in the school, and the only person of colour, Ostracism had been a constant friend, and Isolation a cruel and unforgiving teacher. But nothing had prepared her for the aftermath...
"A Sexy Sonnet"
Morning’s fingers through the curtains creep,Awaking me from Lust’s enchanting dreams.My love, beside me, murmurs in his sleep,His body more unresting than it seems.My name he calls in reveries sublime,His longing form desirant of my touch.I reach for him, and...
"Tensions were high, and Soho a tinderbox; one spark could set the district ablaze."
They emerged as night fell, the darkened streets becoming a warren of furtive, clandestine activity as the scavengers and fugitives broke cover to drink, trade, and conspire on street corners. Graffiti scrawled on boarded-up shop fronts spoke of rage, disempowerment,...
"Oooh! Kajal! He’s a doctor!"
As she blinked herself awake early the following morning, Kajal smiled as she remembered the previous day’s events. She could still feel Steven’s cum in her pussy, although she knew some had leaked out overnight. However, Kajal wasn’t too concerned;...
"You can take the girl out of the Murias tribe, but you can’t take the Murias tribe out of the girl."
When Thursday came around, Kajal packed the fridge with beers, ready for the weekly Entertainment Committee meeting. But, rather than heat some pre-prepared chicken wings, this time, she made them from scratch, in an Indian style. Having marinated them in...
"So there you have it. We come from a family of sluts, and that’s why we’re sluts ourselves."
In the months following his death, Kajal had considered moving into her father’s empty townhouse in Hampstead. It was more spacious than her cramped two-bedroom flat and in a much better location, situated on the edge of the Heath and...
"It’s nice to see she’s made an effort for me, my beautiful little Indian slut."
Neelam immediately regretted making the hotel bar their designated meeting place. Unused to fucking behind Bhavik’s back, she had been thinking about convenience when she had suggested meeting there, whereas she should have thought as a cheating wife would. Why...