Please don't reproduce this copyrighted work without written permission. ________ My personal thanks to Bernard Lyons, my dear friend in Dublin, Ireland who once again has provided his generous and timely editorial insight. Thanks B! ________ Of course all the actors in this script are of legal age. ________ It was mid-morning on a lazy Saturday in Sep...
This is a spin off story from A Tale of Two Mothers. We first meet Stacey and Paula when Tess and Caroline are dating but shortly afterwards these two women get into a romantic relationship. Tess does describe seeing Stacey and Paula kissing on the couch and I decided to write their story from the perspective of Stacey. ***** The brain has been described m...
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...
2013 Two to tango Part 1 Chapter 1 "Damn weather!" Jeanine grumbled as she made her way through the lunch hour crowd in the sweltering heat. What had possessed her to accept her friend's invitation for lunch when she could have sent her assistant to pick up a salad at the snack bar on the ground floor of her building and eaten at her desk in the comfort o...
This may not be an easy read for some people. There will certainly be no quick thrill here. In fact you will have to wait until Part 2 of the story before any real action takes place. Most of this first part is character building and setting the scene, but as with any adventure or odyssey (sexual or otherwise) I would hope that for those who persevere, the...
There are no underage characters in this story. All characters portrayed are 18-years-old or older. ***** Lainey likes books. She loves them, actually. She loves everything about them. Their look, their feel, their heft in her small hands. She loves the soft worn canvas cover of the eighty-year old hardbacks in her grandmother's collection. She loves the d...
My name is Fiorenza. It's Italian and it means flower. Momma loves flowers. Every summer, daisies bloom in the field behind our home. When I was little, I'd run through the field pretending I was in one of those laundry detergent commercials on TV. You know, in a flowing dress with daisies all around? I'd pick a bunch for Momma and she'd smile and say, "Renz...
By Evie Lyn and Adam Zasse To the best of our knowledge this story it true. Karen Cassidy herself told us the story and offered her personal insights. We spoke to Celestine Lunete by telephone and confirmed the details. Karen and Celestine live together in Toulon. The authors welcome your comments. We will pass on comments, questions and messages to Karen a...
There I was sitting in the stands of a roller derby bout. Who would believe it? Me, Alice Watson, a forty year old, mother of two, professional insurance adjuster sitting in the stands at a roller rink amongst the slobs, perverts and general lowest common denominators of society. I felt terribly out of place but I didn't care. It was where I wanted to be. Th...
"Hey, I'm gonna take a shower," I said to Virginia. I was headed toward the bathroom, when I heard her ask, "Uh, is there room for two?" I looked back at her, sitting on the bed nearly naked, her long brown hair attractively resting on her shoulder, curled along her neck. She smiled coquettishly, batting her long eyelashes at me. I felt a shiver run throu...