Chapter 1 January 4th, 2011 JJ arrived back in Sierra Falls just as the sun was rising. Traffic seemed light for a Tuesday, until she remembered that winter break was probably still in effect. Driving through the streets brought back memories which were quickly stifled. "I'm not here for a trip down memory lane. Just deal with the house, get rid of it, a...
Felicia Cartwright was heading home after finishing her first year of college, and while her eyes were on the road her thoughts were on getting home as quickly as possible, so she was on schedule to make the 6 hour drive in a little more than 5, so long as her shaky 11 year old Toyota kept going. She missed her Mom of course, although their relationship ha...
Ms. Michelle Lewis and Ms. Amelia Parks were attached with their arms locked around each other. They were frozen in this position on Amelia's office desk as they had just been caught getting it on by their principal. Their bodies were still sizzling, steamy, sweaty, and shaking with embarrassment and humiliation. Principal Marshall simply said he wanted to...
The hazy dim interior of the bar was foreign territory to the young brown-haired woman. Why was she here? It wasn't like her to visit the bars, let alone a dyke bar. All around her women of all sorts jostled and gyrated on the dance floor. The music, a wild rock beat, made the whole place vibrate. She sat, broodily meditating her drink. She just wanted to fo...
This is my entry into SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2011 so please remember to vote. Thank You and Enjoy! * After four years of going to school non-stop I finally have the summer off so my Uncle offered me his beach house. He basically just wanted me to take care of his house since he had forgotten to put it on the market to rent for the summer. It was a sim...
I chose a table in the food court of the Mall and sat down to eat my salad during an unsuccessful hour of shopping for some new outfits. I ate absent-mindedly and people-watched as I picked through the salad greens and sliced tomatoes on my plate. The food court began to fill as if everyone suddenly came over all hungry and I was soon surrounded by noisy te...
As soon as I stepped out of class I cursed myself for not bringing an umbrella. California weather had proven to be impossible to predict, and the jeans and light button-up boy shirt that I wore on the sunny walk to class were about to leave me frozen and drenched on the walk back. Last thing I needed was to get sick on my first week of college. "Not exactl...
It was the third week of production and Catherine McNamara spent the later part of the night reviewing the storyboard in her hotel room, sorting out minor details for the next day of filming. The budget for this movie was capped at $30 million, making it the most costly production in her career as a director, and the pressure was on. Even more daunting, thi...
Sex, drugs, and zombies. * Author's Note I haven't written any silly stories on this site for a while, so here it is. A story of two women who fall in love while battling the shuffling zombie hordes using only their wits and the undeniable power of funk music. Oh, and one of them is a Valkyrie. You should also know that there is no hardcore sex in this s...
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