The village of Marston-on-the-Green was one of those quintessential English villages, situated in the home counties about forty miles north of London, and about five miles from the nearest town. It had all the usual village essentials, notably its church which could trace its history back well over seven hundred years, a combined shop and Post Office which a...
Chapter 01: Introducing Rose I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, having finished my shower. There was a towel around my waist and another on my head, wrapped around my long red hair. I had dried myself after the shower and was gently rubbing moisturiser into my breasts. As a natural redhead I have pale skin and my mother always said the secret t...
It was bitterly cold that day. I remember it well, how the chill seemed to sink into my bones. I remember I wanted the bus to hurry so I could escape its empty coldness in exchange for the empty heat of my office. I knew my lips were as blue as my eyes and I wondered why it appeared the city would not or could not fix these old buses so one didn't freeze dur...
This is chapter 4 in this series. At this point, I think you would be lost reading if you have not read the previous three chapters. As always, I appreciate comments as they give me motivation to improve my work and most of all, continue writing. While this series will eventually come to a close, If the motivation is there, I would be delighted to write anot...
This is the second chapter... I would advise you to read the first before this one as that was the build up to this story. Okay, so if you have read the first part of this story you will know that for the last two months I have been slowly and exquisitely tortured by a young beauty sitting silently and yet erotically next to me on our bus ride to campus. Le...
When I got to my desk that day, I took the card she had given me out of my bag and laid it gently upon the cold metal surface. It was heat itself, spreading its fingers of warmth over that ice and melting it. I stared at that card "Amy Drexler, Attorney" for what seemed like hours. But apparently it was not. Finally I tore myself from my revere and went to...
* Chapter One * The new years Eve party to which Sue and Jennifer had been invited was in a luxurious harbour-front mansion on the north side of the city. The rolling lawns led directly to the water's edge, and a jetty protruded into the harbour. Chanelle Ludovic's women-only new year's eve parties were legendary throughout the lesbian community. The mansi...
All of the characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. This story features lesbian sex, drug use, and foreplay. Readers are required to have a little something that we like to call 'suspension of disbelief.' Read this if you're horny and want to have fun. Read Faulkner if your pants are still on and you've got an editor's pen permanently lodged up...
I appreciate all the feedback I've received about this story. Some of you have guess the path in which this story has taken. There's more to come after this, so please keep reading and commenting! Feel free to PM me any comments, questions, or requests for new stories you may have. Thank you for reading. Enjoy! Chapter 03: The Second Week *Saturday eve...
Hannah looked at her clock as everything came into focus. It was 7:23am, almost time for school. She rolled over and closed her eyes again. Even though it was the first day of school, she was very tired and out of it. Hannah began to dream about the horrors of last year's school year. She didn't like the kids very much, they were assholes and they were too f...