"What Have You Done, Miss Robinson?" Dolly's story continues. * * * * * Ever since that afternoon when Dolly was molested by three other Project girls with whom she and her closest and dearest friend Nitasha had run-ins ever since junior and senior high school days and who was forced to watch Claudette, Neesha, and Wanda have their way with her, their goi...
I highly recommend reading chapters 1-11 before beginning this chapter. While this chapter can be read as a stand alone story it is entirely dependent on the events of the earlier chapters. A writer thrives on your feedback. Please take a moment to vote and leave a comment if you feel so inclined. Your votes are greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy my scrib...
QUICKIE DISCLAIMER - Look up. Don't like it, don't read it. CHAPTER 7: THINGS COULD ALWAYS BE WORSE... The four of us were in the Jacuzzi the next morning and the topic was suicide. We got on the subject after smoking a joint and hearing Isobel open up about it. She had considered suicide during high school and planned to hang herself. "Hanging yourself...
Recently, I have been receiving a lot of mail accusing me of rushing into the sex scenes too quickly. "You seem to be in a hurry. Why don't you spend some pages describing the situation in more detail?" was the common refrain. While I do admit that this is the case with most of the stories that I post on the site, let me remind readers that I write for the...
Note: I hope most of you read "Drew's First Time," as this is a continuation of that story. Drew, as I stated there is a fictitious name for one of my fans that has told me a couple of stories about her love life, and they were such good stories, I worked with her to write them. Names and some small things have been fictionalized, but for the most part, this...
There was a time where I didn't think I would ever be held again, never to feel the touch of a woman's hands on me, never to feel her lips on mine. It has been a year now since Sheryl died and the pain wasn't any less since that awful day. The memories tore at my soul and I closed my eyes again fighting off the daylight streaming in my window. It was time to...
Annie sat in her car for a good ten minutes mulling over her options. She was quite sure Melanie and Cassie had watched her with Joyce for a while; that realization made her initially believe there was no way this was going to remain a secret forever. If this was true, then the best choice would be to tell Chris about what she did before it accidentally slip...
Sunday morning. This time it was Annie who awoke first. She checked the clock which read 7:00 am; then she checked Chris. It was highly unusual for him to sleep past 6:30 (even on the weekends,) but this day was different. She hadn't counted how many times he came last night; but lying there thinking about it, it had to have been at least three. She grinned...
This is a story where there are long descriptive sections between the good sections. It tells how two lifelong friends learn about lesbian love. Enjoy ***** BEGINNINGS: A Voyage of Discovery Like our mothers, Sharon and I are best friends. As with Sharon and me, our mothers had a special bond all the way through school and onto university. They had back t...
//// Chapter 1 //// Michelle clutched her artist's supplies under her left arm as she freed up a hand to open up the primitive door handle to her classroom. This was the only place she knew that still had such delicate pieces of art decorating the doors. Everything was so clean and clinical nowadays. It fascinated her how the entire building managed to clin...