Hello dear readers, Thank you for supporting me. Being featured in the Top 100 is something I could have never imagined when I posted my first story. I really appreciate your favorable look over my work so far. I hope to be able to continue deliver stories you will enjoy. As always, leave your comments, PMs and ratings! Here's the sequel of Daphne. I know...
Tess was probably more heterosexual than anything else, but she preferred actually living with women to living with men, hence the fact that she had moved in with Claire over a year ago. Tess had long blond hair, was slim, but curvy with firm breasts, belly and bottom. She had drawn attention from men since she could remember and whenever she walked into a b...
Jackie was exited. This was her first day on campus and she wanted to look around. She had moved up a couple weeks early because she wanted to have a chance to get to know the campus before she would have to elbow her way through the crowds. There was another reason. A group her mother used to belong to when she was in college had opened a chapter there an...
This story is based on interracial lesbian seduction, reluctance and coercion (although there is a sprinkling of MF sex). The thoughts of a white women being seduced by a black woman is a long held fantasy of mine, but if this type of storyline is not for you, thank you for stopping by but please pass on without feeling the need to leave a derogatory comme...
Claire and I have been friends for ages. From the moment we first met we've felt like soul mates. It was Saturday morning and I had popped over for a natter and a catch up, and she was telling me about the fact that she hasn't had a break in ages. "I'm exhausted Fiona," she said, running a hand through her beautiful, shoulder length blonde hair. "I need to...
Claire takes the 378 train home everyday home from work. Forty-two minutes from start to stop. Forty-two minutes to read, or text, or rest, play games on her phone. The train starts out crowded, often with many standing. She doesn't mind male or female, young or old sitting next to her. What she does mind is a chatter-box. A tall business woman plops herse...
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE (March 2004) In Heather's opinion Albany was a beautiful city packed with all sorts of awesome, spectacular sights. Yet the breath-taking views were nothing compared to the current one. None of the world's marvels and wonders compared to the sight she was feasting her eyes on. No, not only her eyes; she was feasting in other ways, too....
-I'm a mess. Of course I am I know what's coming. I lived it. This letter was meant to be for my daughter but somehow the demons of my past have taken control. Well, only the one demon actually. The one I loved. Claire. Unable to stop I've gone well beyond the point of no return. I will not be giving this letter to Leanne; it reveals things that have never b...
Even at 18, I was awkward. I wasn't in the popular social clique, but I had my friends at school. I always loved horses though, and when I was younger, I started working at a stable, exercising rich people's horses. I shoveled hay, handled the animals, and kept myself fit. I went to dances and had some boyfriends, but nothing more than I kiss. When I look...
As Claire led Irene out of the library, she was startled by a loud "Mom?!" turning her head she saw a rather poorly dressed Jackie. Trying not to chuckle she looked at her hastily dressed daughter. "Is something the matter?" Jackie just blinked unsure how to take in this picture. She knew her mom wasn't lesbian, she couldn't be. If she was how did Jackie ge...