Gracie woke from her sleep and climbed out of the bed. The first day back at school, the start of her senior year. She knew it would be tough returning to high school as her secret being a lesbian was exposed, although she was still fairly good looking. Gracie had long auburn hair reaching just below her shoulders with dark blue eyes and also had a slim buil...
This is a edited version of 'Whom You Least Expect'. My thanks go to Axelotto for editing my work and embellish it (I did so many mistakes, you must appreciate an editor when you find one) and KillerMuffin for her article 'Punctuating like a pro' on this site, it was very helpful and made me wonder about what I learned at school. This is a story of discovery...
Author's note: This story will not be updated any further. It has instead been restarted as a separate story found here: https://chyoa.com/story/Sapphic-Sabiyya.30884 Sabiyya laid upon her bed and gazed at the ceiling. This boredom was paralyzing. University sat on the far end of summer and her job didn't begin for another week. Her friends were already wor...
In 1969 I was a bit of a loner. I was an only-child, and at school I was seen as a bit of a swat, more into literature than the latest pop stars, lauded by teachers but mocked and bullied by the other girls. Most of them came council estates whereas we lived in a private house, my dad being a bank manager and my mum a scientist at the local chemistry works,...
I never viewed temping as a stopgap like most people. I loved the irregularity; the unpredictability. I didn't have time to get bogged down in a never-ending cycle of filing because I was only there for a week or so. I could swan in and instantly become the mysterious new girl; wank fodder for every man in that office. I was the perfect no-strings fling: up...
~ Prologue ~ Amy stood on the doorstep, shaking with nerves and the cold which was blowing up and under her long overcoat. She was ever so cold. She raised a trembling finger and rang the doorbell. There was no answer for at least thirty seconds, and her nerves were sending her heart into overdrive. She turned away, about to flee when suddenly a cool and ca...
After a trip up to Exeter I felt stiff. I had several meetings to attend and with the possibility of a long night ahead of me, I decided to use my gym membership to get a sauna and a bit of a work out. When I signed in, the girl behind the counter told me that their sauna was being serviced, but it would be finished by about three. If I would like to use the...
Please note -- All characters portrayed in this fictional story are 18 and over. This chapter finalises this portion of the story however if you would like to continue there have been further chapters written under the title of Power Versus Submission to be published soon. This chapter contains themes of coercion and questionable consent, if this is likely t...
"So, your name is Fartuun Asif and you've got a habit of farting at the worst possible times, man, that's absolutely frigging priceless," says my roommate/girlfriend Catherine Malemba, laughing merrily. We were sitting in the living room of our shared apartment in the Glebe area of downtown Ottawa, Ontario. Just two young women smoking shisha, relaxing in fr...
All of the characters in this are 18 years old or older. "Fuck you. We're done." Grace said, hanging up the phone. She sighed, putting her face into her hands. "What happened?" Asked Lana. "All the rumors are true... he cheated on me." Grace said, looking up at her best friend. Tears started rushing down her face. Lana gave her a sympathetic look and...