On we go to the next jolly tale. The auction! The grand prize (me!) had brought quite a haul for the sorority. It was oddly pleasing too. Shade informed me the date was set: the last Saturday in September. It seemed unusual being so long after the event itself. Stacy put the date into my calendar when I gave to her. A raised eyebrow. A nod in response. This...
Friday!!! Oh lordie ... we all still talk about that Friday! I could fib and tell you there was a full moon. That might have made Friday's fun even more so. Shade didn't have any appointments. Thankfully. Our day got a bit of a late start. The most likely 'excuse' would be a continuation of Thursday night. Me: bashfully batting eyelashes. As if! We had to l...
Hi! My name is Cheri. I'm eighteen years old, a senior in high school, and about two months ago, I took a job delivering pizzas for Art's Pizzeria. I'm driving this old car handed down from my older sister, Irene, so my main purpose in the job is to save up money for a new car, so I can hand this wreck down to my neighbor, Tim, who's going to give me a token...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story engaging in any sexual activities are over the age of eighteen. Zoey couldn't help but be happy as she sat in her bed with a young and beautiful angel curled up beside her. Hell, beautiful wasn't even the right word to describe her after the weekend they'd just spent together. Zoey couldn't even begin to think of a...
Everyone in this story is over eighteen. It may seem a little slow to get going, as I've attempted to explore the girl's feelings as she takes her first steps into Lesbian love, and is then taken into willing slavery. 'Can I help you, Sonny?' had said a gruff voice from behind the market stall. That did it. Just past my eighteenth birthday, and the combinat...
STOP! Don’t read this until you’ve read parts one and two! You can click on my name at the top and the new page will have the entire saga all lined up for you. You’ll also be able to see some of my other brain farts. Chapter Four I-95: Next Exit, Hell Both the sunset and Baltimore’s congestion were behind her as she headed north on I-95. Laura could get i...
Smokey Saga #62: "Come Out, Come Out..." ***** Here's another lesbian idea suggested by an outside party, in this case a fellow by the handle of PSZer0Dark30. It's a little long, and will take most of it to reach the sex scene, so please do enjoy the rest up till then, and it'll hopefully be worth it. I should also note that if you like my work, and have a...
"You're kidding? Right?" my ex-husband Alan asked incredulously. "Now, why would I kid about that?" I returned the question with annoyance. Alan was temporarily speechless and I could hear him fumbling for the right words. "I'm telling you because when you pick up Alana, Valerie might be there and I want you to be cordial," I stated firmly. Explaining m...
Four Samba stood still as the white woman stepped out of her hut. She was very excited; her fingers kept touching the hard thing that encircled her neck. As every Amazon knew, that was a bulawa – and the woman had given her one! She lay down on her cot and closed her eyes, trying to remember. It had been a long time ago, many years before her grandmother w...
The doctor's office was in located in a grey, three story complex of medical offices, sandwiched between a minimart gas station and a large nail salon. I had gotten the referral from a girlfriend who had been a patient there for a couple of years, and really liked the doctor and also the helpfulness of the staff up front. And they also took my insurance, whi...