Lauren woke up and stepped out of bed. She stretched out and for the first time since the attack, it didn't cause her to feel like curling over in pain. She went to the bathroom to check her stomach. The wounds finally healed enough to where they wouldn't keep bleeding. Lauren almost felt like herself. She turned on the shower, undressing as the water began...
*** Author's note: This story has a plot and a decent amount of build-up, so if you're looking for a QF, you've come to the wrong place. Otherwise, enjoy! Obviously, don't reprint without the author's permission, and any similarities between the characters and people/events of real life are, of course, purely coincidental. Harmony. *** Shrill piping s...
I walked into the pub through the side door. It was just how I remembered it. The sun shone through the front glass doors, to splay rays across the dusty wooden floorboards. My friends were already waiting for me at a table. They'd chosen a great spot, right next to the window, we could feel the warm winter sun through the window panes, yet still all fit com...
Miss White woke up with a smile on her face, her head full of images of the previous night's escapade. She enjoyed imagining that Karen might have been changed by the experience, that she would go home and start seducing her female friends and neighbors, spreading the gospel of lesbian pleasure. Probably not, but who knows? It was fun to think about, anyway....
I hate elevators. The way they bounce along their cables creeps me out. Mostly, I hate elevators because I get stuck in a small space with unfamiliar people in my bubble. Today I had the pleasure of sharing a lift with a middle-aged bald man getting off on seven. Well, I wasn't sure if he would be getting off tonight, but we were at a hotel, so the probabi...
Sharp clicks of my heels on the concrete leading to the entrance of the bar as I rush from my car. Blasts of frigid air leave the street deserted while pushing me along towards the glow escaping the doorway of the club. I'm shivering as I push the door open just wide enough to enter and hurry inside. Standing there, my arms holding me in a vain effort to st...
My name is Lara, I am 25 years old and a lesbian, yes, you heard me, I am a lesbian. Perhaps I should start with a little description of myself, to set the mood a little bit. Okay here goes... I am four foot ten inches tall, tiny I know, but my height is not the only thing on me that is tiny. My breasts are 28 A cup, practically none existent really. Very s...
It may have been December but it was still a warm day in the Valley of the Sun in Arizona. Natalie was on the way home from Christmas Shopping. It would be her first Christmas since her divorce. At fifty-two she was still attractive with dark hair and dark eyes. Even though it was a loveless marriage she still missed the fact that she was alone. She was a wo...
"On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross 'Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown" George Bennard ** Monday, 14...
PART I Holiday Lovers Chapter 1 What was it (about her) that kept drawing my eyes to her? The shuttle bus had ten men and women. The ride was a good twenty minutes to the hotel. A few passengers were in conversation, the driver, earbuds in place, was swaying to a beat we couldn't hear. I managed several more glimpses of this intriguing lady who appeared to...