This based on a true story that really happened, the names have been changed to protect the innocent(Ha!) and all involved have given their consent for me to finally write this. While I have taken some "artistic liberties", the story is more or less exactly how it happened. Thanks for taking the time to read my tale. A special thanks to "Joe" for showing me...
Note from author: I have a very good friend who is straight and married. She works with my partner. She is fun to tease, being such a good sport about things. One day she needed some cheering up and I mention something to her about teaching her how to walk like a dyke. She was all for it. Therefore, I started writing her emails in a teaching form of how to w...
The big Jag pulled into an empty parking place at the top of the cliff. The Irish sea roiled under storm clouds beyond the guard rail. A woman emerged from the powerful car and walked hesitantly to the rail, tall and graceful in high heels. She was old now, nearing her fifty-first birthday, but still striking, body lush and curvy, the legs still well toned i...
I told myself I was going to study the culture of a lesbian club. I'm an anthropologist so it made sense. I'm not sure why I felt I needed an excuse, though. I came out while I was attending college in Minneapolis in the 90s, and I've spent a fair amount of time at gay and lesbian bars. Maybe I needed a reason because I'm not normally someone who goes out on...
At the bar on a crowded early Friday night, Lauren sat across from Julia at a private booth away from all the mingling couples, watching all the other women at their table suspiciously. She leaned back on her left elbow to take in the crowd that Julia assured would be discreet. But that didn't matter really; Lauren was perturbed at her first encounter in wha...
Continuation of A Snowball Running. Includes graphic lesbian sex and some sports references. Alicia watched Miss Kitty-Fantastico run into the sliding glass door in an attempt to chase a bird. The cat stalked back and forth in frustrated confusion. Her mind flashed back involuntarily to Rian trying to get under her shirt directly after their first kiss t...
The following entertainment is for adults only, and anyone not an adult is hereby warned to go away. ***** Kelsy had a liking for cool upper-class blondes, the long-legged girls from Lake Forest and Winnetka who came into the city to cruise the lesbian bars looking for breathless ecstasies. Kelsy thought of them as icebergs that needed melting, these girls...
Dawn Garth took a deep breath and pushed open the door. She took the five or six steps down that led through a curtained archway and into the spacious room. Nervously, the blond woman scanned the entire area. Her eyes swept over the bar, where a few stools were occupied, to the couples on the dance floor. She took in the row of tables on the far side as well...
"Bro, did you check out those hot lesbos who moved in downstairs?!?" Okay, yeah, I did say this out loud to my brother but it's not as bad as it sounds. My brother lives with me in an apartment in San Francisco and he's gay and also the coolest guy I know. Mark and I were super liberal but in private we liked to be irreverent and politically incorrect, bel...
(This is a sequel to my story "Elegance". I don't think its absolutely a requirement to have read that one although I obviously wouldn't mind.) Oh my god, its HER. My breath catches so suddenly I have to put out a hand to the wall and steady myself. My right hand of course. My left hand is holding my Champagne glass and although I want to catch her attentio...