I went to Heather's apartment the following Friday night on the pretense of studying together. Heather and I shared homeroom and had the same basic course plans. She was the closest friend I ever had. Where I was relatively shy and inexperienced, Heather was extroverted and worldly. She drew me into the group and made me feel welcome. I was staying overnigh...
I have never like Birthdays and Christmas, I always found that celebrating another year older was always another year closer to death, although I have never been afraid to die, I was always afraid to loose what I had learned in life, although some believe that when the body dies, the life essence or soul lives on, my self I believe that when you die, you are...
This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah. Once again, a huge thank you to Bi_Cathy for helping proofread. Hopefully we've caught 99% of the typos now. This is the third part of a three part story. Please read the other parts first. All characters in explicit scenes are over eighteen. ******* Sarah had been correct. As soon as the sky outside showed any h...
Five days after the party — four days before Christmas — I sat in a cafe near my work, watching Phoebe walk in. She was wearing a light blue summer dress, suited to the warmth of the day; it didn't have quite the same zing as the Little Black Dress of the other night, but it looked good on her all the same. And when she spotted me in the corner, her face bri...
The sky was low and dark and held an ominous look of snow in it. The winter had already proved to be a cold one, with several inches of snow already accumulated. It was no surprise to hear the weather man say, "...and more snow is on the way...". Christmas was near, and with the Elementary school's Christmas activities being planned, everybody was busy. Th...
It was a cold, snowy day, and I was sitting at home, alone and bored. My mom had the kids for the day because I was supposed to work, but the office called and said they didn't need me. I puttered around, trying to keep myself busy, but the boredom quickly returned. The thing was, I couldn't stop thinking about her -- about the girl I met last night. I've...
Sigh. Another Christmas alone. It was almost too much to bear. I looked at the little tree that I had put up, more out of tradition than any holiday spirit I felt and my mood sank even darker. This sucks. I was sitting in my easy chair, gazing at the fire that I had started, sipping homemade eggnog and listening to the sound of the fire crackle. My mother ha...
I am Katarina, but everyone calls me Kathy. We Pittsburghers are a pretty traditional bunch, from a neighborhood of tough-guy Polish people. My Dad is a life-long steel workers union member, now forced to retire with a plant closing after 30 years. My Mom can cook, clean and drink beer with the best of them. We grew up in the Catholic Church and with big hol...
The law firm of Osborn and Wilke was big. With 350 attorneys, it ranked third in the state. So, Sarah felt proud to be a new associate...and intimidated. Never the most secure person to begin with, she tried to convince herself she belonged. She knew there were many other 25-year-old attorneys ready to take her spot if she faltered. One way or another, Sara...
In my earlier story 'Susan Comes Out' I told the story of two friends of mine and how Susan first met Bell. Susan was young and on the street, when she met Bell. Although I was aware that Bell also had a past which had made her lesbian lifestyle difficult, I did not discuss it in Susan Comes Out. Where Susan Comes Out was based on a true story Bell is pure...