The Black Burqa illustrated, part two
Sfiyah visited just now, and she was quite excited. "Ayesha, I have a task for you." Uh-oh, I thought, she wants me to bake a cake, and I'm a really rotten cook. But that wasn't it. "You know Jawaria?" "You mean the one married to Dawud?" "That's right," said Sfiyah. "Well I was with her yesterday, and she has a big bruise on her cheek." "How did that happen?" "She said she bent over and hit it on a tap, but I don't believe that's true." "Why would she lie?" "To avoid the shame of admitting that her husband beats her. You remember, you didn't tell anyone when Raafid was beating you." "So why is it your problem?" I asked. "It's a problem for all of us," she replied. "We are all sisters, and so we must care for each other." "Maybe he had a good reason to beat her?" I wondered. Sfiyah gave me a withering look. "Like Raafid had a good reason to beat you?" "Good point," I admitted. "So what do you want me to do about it?" "I think you should Raafid him. Do what you did to Raafid." "But that was different. He was going to marry off Maryam when she was only thirteen, and I just lost my cool at him." Sfiyah shook her head. "That was the trigger. But the real reason was all the abuse you took over so many years. Well, now Jawaria needs your help." "Why me?" |
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Sfiyah
visited
excited
task
bake a cake
rotten cook
Jawaria
married
Dawud
bruise
cheek
tap
lie
shame
admitting
husband
beats
remember
Raafid
problem
sisters
care
good reason
beat
point
what do you want me to do
Raafid him
marry off
Maryam
thirteen
lost my cool
trigger
abuse
help
why me
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The Black Burqa part two
Sfiyah visited just now, and she was quite excited. "Ayesha, I have a task for you." Uh-oh, I thought, she wants me to bake a cake, and I'm a really rotten cook. But that wasn't it. "You know Jawaria?" "You mean the one married to Dawud?" "That's right," said Sfiyah. "Well I was with her yesterday, and she has a big bruise on her cheek." "How did that happen?" "She said she bent over and hit it on a tap, but I don't believe that's true." "Why would she lie?" "To avoid the shame of admitting that her husband beats her. You remember, you didn't tell anyone when Raafid was beating you." "So why is it your problem?" I asked. "It's a problem for all of us," she replied. "We are all sisters, and so we must care for each other." "Maybe he had a good reason to beat her?" I wondered. Sfiyah gave me a withering look. "Like Raafid had a good reason to beat you?" "Good point," I admitted. "So what do you want me to do about it?" "I think you should Raafid him. Do what you did to Raafid." "But that was different. He was going to marry off Maryam when she was only thirteen, and I just lost my cool at him." Sfiyah shook her head. "That was the trigger. But the real reason was all the abuse you took over so many years. Well, now Jawaria needs your help." "Why me?" |
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Sfiyah
excited
task
bake
cake
cook
Jawaria
Dawud
bruise
tap
husband
beats
shame
sisters
care
reason
Raafid
marry
Maryam
abuse
help.
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Price: 5.00 |
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The Black Burqa part two
Sfiyah visited just now, and she was quite excited. "Ayesha, I have a task for you." Uh-oh, I thought, she wants me to bake a cake, and I'm a really rotten cook. But that wasn't it. "You know Jawaria?" "You mean the one married to Dawud?" "That's right," said Sfiyah. "Well I was with her yesterday, and she has a big bruise on her cheek." "How did that happen?" "She said she bent over and hit it on a tap, but I don't believe that's true." "Why would she lie?" "To avoid the shame of admitting that her husband beats her. You remember, you didn't tell anyone when Raafid was beating you." "So why is it your problem?" I asked. "It's a problem for all of us," she replied. "We are all sisters, and so we must care for each other." "Maybe he had a good reason to beat her?" I wondered. Sfiyah gave me a withering look. "Like Raafid had a good reason to beat you?" "Good point," I admitted. "So what do you want me to do about it?" "I think you should Raafid him. Do what you did to Raafid." "But that was different. He was going to marry off Maryam when she was only thirteen, and I just lost my cool at him." Sfiyah shook her head. "That was the trigger. But the real reason was all the abuse you took over so many years. Well, now Jawaria needs your help." "Why me?" |
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Sfiyah
excited
task
bake
cake
cook
Jawaria
Dawud
bruise
tap
husband
beats
shame
sisters
care
reason
Raafid
marry
Maryam
abuse
help
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Price: 3.00 |
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The Plough Girl squadron, part 1
The Plough Girl squadron, part 1 Olga decides to join the New York Police Department, with a special task to clean up the streets. Back in her village, Olga was the justice system; police, prosecution, judge and punisher. And that's her role now. Discover, stop and chastise the perpetrators. And "chastise" isn't just verbal. Punishments will be physical. "Protect snd serve" is the task of the Plough Girl, and Olga recruits three other plough girls for her squadron. Four huge and powerful plough girls should be enough to handle most of New York. |
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Plough Girl squadron
Olga
New York Police Department
clean up
streets
village
justice system
police
prosecution
judge
punisher
role
discover
stop
chastise
perpetrators
verbal
punishments
physical
protect and serve
task
recruits
three
other plough girls
squadron
four
huge
powerful
handle
New York
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Druktur, The Groom Of The Amazon
In order to keep the peace between his nation and the kingdom of the Amazons, powerful Duke Druktur must consent to wed the Duchess of their tribe. Though while the skilled warrior agreed to perform this task, he was completely taken back by the towering form of Duchess Drusilla! The regal red-headed woman was as beautiful as she was powerful, and her strength was capable of feats that shocked the young Duke to his core! Often times using the unreal power of her massively thick and rock solid muscles in a dominant manner (in the privacy of their bedroom, as well as in public), Drusilla always did so out of love, and in time the mighty Druktur learned to love her in return and accept his new life as husband to Amazonian royalty! |
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peace
nation
kingdom
Amazons
powerful Duke Druktur
consent
wed
Duchess
tribe
skilled warrior
task
taken back
towering form
Duchess Drusilla
regal
red-headed woman
beautiful
powerful
strength
feats
shocked
young Duke
core
unreal power
massively thick
rock solid muscles
dominant manner
privacy
bedroom
public
love
time
mighty Druktur
new life
husband
Amazonian royalty
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