Prologue My name, at least for the time being, is Lauren Chase. My friends, few that they necessarily are, just call me Chase, and do I have a long, strange story to tell you. There are times even *I* have trouble believing it, and I'm *living* it. To know why my story is so incredible, you need to know what I look like, at least in this life. Currently, I look like the classic Irish redhead – long, full, wavy red hair, which reaches the middle of back, brilliant green eyes, with a smattering of freckles across the porcelain skin of my cheeks and nose. Standing about 5'8”, with a fit and toned 25-year-old body – firm, yet feminine ass, resting atop what I've been told are impossibly long, athletic legs for my height. It's the type of …show more content…
I landed in Philadelphia on a particularly beautiful spring day in the year 1890 with the intention of visiting my sister and meeting my niece and nephew for the first time. And that's when I met Dao-Ming. When I stepped off the train in Philadelphia, she was there, almost as if she'd been expecting me. A stunningly beautiful Chinese woman, Dao-Ming was petite, yet strong, lithe, yet demure, feminine, yet commanded whatever room she entered. Coal-black hair cascaded in waves down her back, reaching just where her taut but rounded ass cheeks began, appearing blue when the light hit it just right. When she turned her full gaze upon you, her glittering gray eyes seemed to bore through to your very soul to take your measure as a man, but still they were happy eyes, although they also seemed to hide a great melancholy, almost a sadness at times. It wasn't until later I found out what she kept hidden behind those wonderful eyes. Firm breasts, a tad on the smaller side but large enough for my tastes completed the picture. Standing barely 5' 2” tall to my nearly 6 foot muscular frame, the top her head barely reached to my …show more content…
“I've never set eyes upon you before this moment. Who are you?” “My name is Dao-Ming, which means 'Shining Path' in your language. Everything else I need you to know shall soon be revealed. Now, however, we should eat, as I'm sure you're positively famished. “And you sure look as if you do like to eat,” giving me a knowing smile, just before standing on her tiptoes and pulling me into a full-on and passionate kiss, a kiss I returned without thought or protest. Our tongues danced with one another as if they were expert ballroom dancers working their way through the most complicated, yet ridiculously easy waltz. I'd never been kissed like that before, and I was loving it, even through my confusion. While I might not have been a “lady killer” in those days, neither was I wholly unfamiliar with them. I had done my share of carousing – widows looking for a rich man to care for them, young ladies hoping to ensnare a seemingly decent man, even a few squaws of the Lakota Sioux had all found their way into my bed, and none ever left it unsatisfied (at least by their own words). As she kissed me, I slowly became aware of her hand - such a small, delicate hand yet stroking my member through my pants. I was rapidly becoming as hard as an iron
Chapter six examines the anti-Chinese sentiment with the emerging class antagonism and turmoil between white capitalists and workers. The unwelcomed arrival of Chinese immigrants brought along their own social organizations such as the huiguan, fongs, and tongs. These types of social organizations secured areas of employment and housing for Chinese immigrants in California. This social structure that was unknown to Anglos led them to also categorize Chinese on the same level as Indians by depicting them as lustful heathens whom were out to taint innocent white women. These images were also perpetuated onto Chinese women, thus, also sexualizing them as all prostitutes.
The story that I choose to read for this weeks unit assignment is titled Outside The Chase and it is written by author Abigail Shaw. This is a story about a man named Aaron and of his desires and fears. Desire for love and fear of embracing it. Desire to live and fear of living too openly and joyous. A desire to avoid death and fear that death will not avoid him.
This story that Suyuan Woo tells her daughter shows how deeply the Japanese invasion of China affected the identity of many Chinese people. They were forced to flee their homes and their lives with only a few of their valuables, but eventually they had to give up those up too. Those few items were all that they had left to define themselves and remind them who they were so when they lost them they lost a significant part of who they were. Suyuan Woo lost more than just her past identity, she actually had to leave her twin babies on the side of the road in the hopes that someone could save them. This shaped her identity because throughout the remainder of her life she had to wonder if leaving them behind was the right choice and if they were
JACK She was just an innocent girl out on a country walk. I knew better than to follow her into the hills but I did it anyway. I
Living as a Chinese-American, the narrator had to take on American attributes in order to be accepted -- for example, while normal Chinese women spoke with strong and assertive voices, the narrator adopted a whisper in order to appear “American-feminine. ”(1) As a result, however, her shy demeanor caused her to be an unpopular outcast. She saw herself in another Chinese-American girl at her school, as they had certain, negative similarities. “I hated the younger sister, the quiet one.
My name is Megan Dagneau. I grew up in the small town Poland Maine. I have a three year old daughter. I work part time as a cashier and have just started my new adventure as a college student. I am a general studies student looking forward to transferring into the nursing program.
The narrator and his friends see sexual conquests as a means to show their manliness. The narrator's behavior is also influenced by the beliefs placed on women in society. The narrator and his friends view women as objects to be dominated instead of people deserving of respect. This can be seen in their treatment of the young woman they run into at Greasy Lake. At first, the narrator and his friends confuse her for a prostitute and attempt to solicit her for sex.
Considered to be one of the most important and prominent figures in trans history, Christine Jorgensen was a pioneer in her own right. Jorgensen first garnered major attention when she became the first American to bring attention to gender reassignment surgery in 1952, after travelling to Denmark for the procedure. Going on to become an actress and a writer, Jorgensen’s story was what brought trans issues to the forefront of America’s mind, and opened up a national conversation, framing many aspects of how future generations would come to think of the transgender community. Christine Jorgensen was born George Jorgensen Jr. in 1926, the child of a carpenter and his wife. After finishing high school, Jorgensen went on to get drafted into the
Changes Loryn Link I got married at 26 years old. I had three kids, two girls and one boy. My kids are now 24, 27, and 30 years old. Their names are Carlie, Nicole, and Jackson. My husband worked for a building company named Caterpillar.
Though I’d never admit it to Stella, being a part time investigator has its perks. The pay is amazing. I have access to all the VIP parties and clubs in New York City, and always have tickets to the hottest broadway shows. I get to work with my best friend in the entire universe, Lily Holland. And also, because of my perk filled job, I’ve been able to meet Meghan Freaking Lovehart.
“Her actions remind me that, even under unbearable circumstances, one can still believe in justice,” in David Henry Hwang’s foreword, in Ji-Li Jiang’s memoir Red Scarf Girl, commemorated even during the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution anyone can overcome adversity (9). Ji-Li Jiang was a young teenager at the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, and living through a very political time in China’s history made Ji-Li into the person she is today. Ji-Li’s intelligence, her choices, and family devotion made her into the headstrong and successful person she is today. Even when Ji-li thought she was unintelligent, others saw she was wise. There were many moments when Ji-Li was reminded she was very smart.
When she was first introduced, she was dressed as a proper lady as well as acted like one. “She had long white legs and blue eyes and a complexion like strawberry ice cream. Very friendly, too.” (89) Mark Fossie had used her as an escape as they both thought about their future together down to the details of their house and their children. Before she entered the campgrounds, Mark Fossie would often babble about her and their future together.
This peculiarly specific list showed that as a first-generation American, she was constantly scrutinizing the small actions that her mother demonstrated, and she was embarrassed, although it is not likely anyone else ever noticed. However, as she got older, Jing-Mei realized the fact that she was “becoming Chinese.” She still did not truly understand her mother or the beauty of Chinese culture, but her acceptance was the first step of the long excursion of
The Woman Warrior by Maxine Hong Kingston addresses prevalent topics faced in America today. How should women act? Should women be treated differently from men? In her memoir, Kingston faces many obstacles with her Chinese-American identity such as finding her voice as a young woman. In “White Tigers,” Kingston tells her own version of a popular Chinese ballad, “Fa Mu Lan,” while incorporating her own reality back into the section.
Her unsuppressed sexuality produces the appearance of a wild and uncontrolled woman, but in her relations with men she proves to be tamed and submissive. She is used, and often abused, by her powerful lovers, firstly, the colonial representative, the Englishman who fathered her child, and, secondly, the new neocolonial delegates: the General and the tycoon. For the renowned movie star, these men were “all the same… Carrying around her used panties as if they were a fetish, like a piece of her they had carved off, like her skin” (Hagedorn,226). Sex, for her, is the means of support, it provides her with luxury and she willingly accepts the price she has to pay in return.