Rama drew my attention away from the mirror. “One of the boys will bring your luggage soon, and then you can refresh yourself in the bathroom and get some re—” She paused as if she just remembered something and suddenly looked stricken, but the look left her face so quickly that I wondered if I had imagined it. For some reason, I could feel that Rama was reluctant to leave me. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she finally said softly …
Tag: Adventures from the Bedrooms of African Women
I was excited about my new life. My mother and aunt had told me how enjoyable marriage was going to be and I was looking forward to it. It was nice to ride in a private …
Written by Leelee Benson Before now, celibacy was never an option. The thought of abstinence never crossed my mind—not even as an afterthought. Like an unconscious addict, desirability was my drug, seduction my tool, and sex …
I was eleven years old when I met my husband. He was thirty-seven years old, and I was going to be his third wife and the youngest he had ever selected for a wife. That made …
Written by Sheila Kal Where is my sunlight? Viola Davis, Oprah + Viola: A Netflix Special Cry, childso the memory is soft The night lights across Tokyo both fascinate and separate me evenlyHow can a people collectively live so …
My first mistake was locking eyes with you in a roomful of people who hated each other. We were on opposite sides of the battle, and finding someone who looked as bored as I was by …
Written by Idayat Jinadu It is said that when Adam and Eve ate from the forbidden tree, they were cursed. Eve’s curse was severe pain in childbearing, and Adam’s was endless toil in life. I think …
Written by Tade I have always ached to be just one man’s slut— to embrace my sexual power and be his Adderall. That day came hard! Juiciness Attracts a Bumblebee The quest for Mr. Perfect on …
Follows from part one “What I want to do to you, Abby, is not just sex. I’m going to teach you how to please me. You’re going to suck my tits and my pussy and make …
Written by Miracle Okah What would society look like without rigid beauty standards? Without relentless policing of women’s bodies? Without people searching for flaws, even when there are none? Well, I know what it would look …
