Anne couldn't hide her nervousness when she shown into the window-less room by the older woman. She had no real idea what to expect. It contained a massage table, as she imagined, and a shower recess in one corner, but the other was occupied by a large spa tub. The lighting was low yet bright enough to pick out the pink tones in the piles of fluffy towels on...
By the time Gail hit the End button on her cell she felt better. Jan had explained how enduring a brief bit of humiliation could create a long term upside. All she had to do was think of it as acting. With no appetite, Gail ordered a double Bombay Martini for some liquid courage. By the time she got to the bottom of the glass it was already one o'clock. Late...
My insides felt like a black hole. A star that had burned too brightly, exhausted its energy, doomed to collapse endlessly in on itself until nothing, not even light could escape. You already know the story. Sandra and I met at a writing group I belonged to. She only ever made it to a few meetings, but I was hooked right from the start. She was a tiny, pixy...
This is one of those odd spin off stories that comes from My Two Mothers and The Courtship of Rachel, it kind of meshed with my experiences in Copenhagen as I've been there three times and so I decided to write one based solely in Copenhagen. It was a chance to reconnect with Tess and Karin and bring in a new character. I've also referenced Agnetha from Cros...
I have been a ballerina for ten years though I have no intention of revealing where or with whom I dance. Ballet requires a conspiracy of illusion to be at its best and I'd prefer not to distract a potential audience with the knowledge that rather than being deflowered by Romeo this Juliet would prefer the embrace of a delinquent female from the corps de bal...
The suitcase sat open on the bed, nearly empty now as Laura put the last of her wardrobe away. It was a pair of pajamas-- the third pair she owned, and as these were her favorites she almost never wore them. They were emerald green, made of silk, with tiny white stars strewn throughout the fabric. She had received them as a gift from her brother three years...
I was lucky to get a flat share with Jenny. I had been looking for many weeks for somewhere to live when I moved to work in London, without much success, when I bumped into her in a bar. She was an old college friend who I had not seen for years. Jenny lived in a flat in a Victorian block which she shared with two other girls. As luck would have it, one of t...
The music crashed to a halt before a word could escape my lips, which was deeply frustrating because I actually knew the answer to that one. "Sorry, Victoria," Charlie announced, his too handsome visage brightened with a lecherous grin. "Time's up, but you have answered five questions correctly." The live studio audience clapped, their applause quickly givi...
Synopsis: In Part 1 of “The Nudity of Lana”, 18-year-old Lana Cooper went for a hike through the Minniwaska Nature Preserve, only to discover a secluded trail reserved for clothing-optional hikers. Gathered a small swimming hole was a local nudist club called the Albany Women’s Naturist Society. One member, a woman in her thirties named Barbara, introduced L...
This in an ongoing narrative of my journey into my newly discovered bisexuality.. Chapter 03: Sally It had been over a month since my time at Cambridge and the wonderful experience I shared with Emma, those images of her sexy body now firmly planted in my mind, the times we explored each other's bodies and the numerous orgasms we gave each other. I've bee...