Louise knocked on the door. A few seconds later, knowing that she hadn't given Rhonda nearly enough time to answer her knock but not able to stop herself, she knocked again, practically hammering away in her urgency...no. 'Urgency' wasn't strong enough. 'Desperation' was a better word. Louise clung to the doorframe as she knocked, feeling like she could bare...
Dawn nearly jumped out of her seat when the door opened. She felt like she'd been sitting there so long that she'd forgotten she was ever going to see a doctor at all; the arrival of another person seemed almost like a sudden, unwelcome surprise, just as she was finally getting used to the peace and quiet of the examination room. It took her half a second to...
This is a collaborative story collection. Additions by other authors are welcome. Think Flash Gordon, Barbarella, Barsoom, or the covers of dozens of cheesy pulp magazines. It's space opera with lasers and lesbians and spaceships and space-monsters and most of all super-powered super-hot women in scanty clothing. Readers, please comment. Not just about whet...
Tiffany Hammer is a rather unremarkable girl. She doesn't stand out in a crowd and only has a few friends who could pick her out of that crowd. She doesn't play any sports, she isn't in any clubs, and she has very average grades. But if you were to get a close look at Tiffany you might notice that she's a pretty cute girl. Tiffany is a shy young beauty who h...
I'm happy to be single tonight, I smiled to myself as I listened to some rap music on YouTube. There I sat, typing away on Microsoft Word at a computer terminal inside the Carleton University library's second floor. It's almost six in the afternoon, and the library is busy as ever. Just another cold day in Ottawa, Ontario. From time to time, I glanced at my...
The name is Jasmine Taylor, and I'm a young Black woman originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I transferred to Spelman College in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, from Bay State College, a small school located in downtown Boston, and life hasn't been the same since. Even though the Dirty South and its ways get on my nerves as an outspoken young Bla...
All the things I've done. They never truly cease to amaze me. My name is Marguerite Fils-Aime. A young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Sanctus Magnus University, a private Catholic school located in the heart of Boston. These days, I'm simply having the time of my life. The life of a Black lesbian...
You won't be able to fight it forever, Lucy. It's the pleasure that gets you in the end, more than the hypnosis. You can close your eyes, or try to look away from the watch as it swings back and forth on the end of the chain, but that just means that there's nothing to distract you from the wonderful things my fingers are doing. Feel them running over your...
Awakenings Once home and safely behind closed door, Jenna made no haste in starting the bath that was suggested or ordered by Janice, which one it was, she still couldn't decide, but still for some reason she felt compelled to do as she was told. Moving into her bedroom while the bath ran hot to what she figured she could stand, Jenna rather quickly discar...
Back in Glasgow I was kept busy between working different hours at the restaurant and my school work. What time I had off I spent studying and still managed to keep up a correspondence with Emma. I could go dancing on the weekends, so getting dates was not a problem, keeping them was because of my busy schedule. In her letters Emma was still telling me abou...