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Microbiology -- Part IIthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:other, 12983 words) [2/2] show all parts

Author: AnonymousBob
Added: Feb 19 2008Views / Reads: 1696 / 1478 [87%]Part vote: 9.86 (7 votes)
Many people cross and interweave in their search for love, sex, and meaning to their lives. A multiple-part story with a lot of sex, but a lot of character as well. Comments welcome.
 


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Microbiology - Part II

Najma Hamzai walked into the bathroom and shut the door. She could hear her roommate, Emi, singing softly through the door.

Emi was Japanese, a smart but shy girl who spent most of her time studying. She was going to be a physics professor, she announced the first day they met. In Japan, she said, most women don't hold professional jobs, it's still a lot harder for women to succeed, but she would. Tell me about it, Najma had thought. She was from Kuwait, where women still couldn't go out of their homes without a headscarf and a male escort. But her parents were both very progressive: get out of Kuwait, they told her, go to Europe or the States to make a life where you can be what you want. She had been in the U.S. for six years now, and was two years into her graduate studies for a masters in chemistry. And she still lived in the dorms. While her parents were progressive, they were still Muslim, and they still had fears about Najma living in the states, where sex was almost inconsequential and women who slept with dozens or hundreds of men were revered. They asked her to live in the dorms with a female roommate throughout school, and she did: she didn't particularly want to, and six years in the international students' dorm was long enough. But she had promised, and she kept her promises.

She took the colorful silk scarf from her head, and shook out her hair. ...

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