Winter on the Oregon coast is the most spectacular time for romance. The storms roll in over the dark blue waters and the surf pounds the sand creating phosphorescence in the crashing waves. Viewing from a warm hotel room with a fire glowing in a fireplace with a special someone makes one become romantic and introspective. The two women hardly knew each oth...
Ever since Linda traveled to Chicago to take care of her ailing grandmother, more than two months ago, I had done little but stay home, keeping pretty much to myself. I had no idea when she might return, but I kept myself occupied with work, television and reading. My own fingers replaced the passion I had known with her for almost three years, but soon I be...
Amy hated technical rehearsals. They were slow and they were tedious. Every five minutes the director would yell "STOP!" and everything would grind to a halt while Harry or Harold or whatever the slimy little idiot who operated the lights' name was scampered up a ladder and yanked one of the lights three millimetres to the left. Tonight was no different. Am...
I found myself giggling in the dressing room. The smart little indigo A-line dress I'd found looked just too good, and I suddenly felt like I was twenty again. It showed most of my forty-something feminine curves, but not all of them, just the right ones. When I caught my eye in the mirror I laughed out loud and girlishly covered my smile. I twirled my long...
To say that I have always been shy is an understatement. Still a virgin at 17, two days shy of my 18th birthday it is not because I haven't had loads of offers from guys to get in my panties and pop my cherry as they so eloquently put it, it is just that I don't get the warm fuzzy vibes from guys. Girls and women of every shape and size however have always s...
~~~ Chapter 2 - Sorority Meeting: Planning the year's events. ~~~ Sierra padded out of the bathroom barefoot, her freshly painted crimson toenails shimmering. Thankfully it was a lazy Sunday afternoon and she could afford to relax before her sorority meeting at 6pm. Sierra just enjoyed a delicious romp with Brandi Stewart, the chapter treasurer. Her c...
DCI Abigail Spencer groaned at the persistent and invading noise of her phone and reached over to grab it from the bedside cabinet. 'Spencer.' 'Gov, it's DS Grisling here. Sorry to call your personal phone but I couldn't get hold of you on your work phone.' 'That's because it was fucking turned off Grizzly.' 'It's Grisling Ma'am.' 'At 3.30 in the fuckin...
University was supposed to be an experience, and Liselle fully intended to get as much out of it as she possibly could. Growing up in a small town with a bunch of socially and culturally backwards lot had made her resentful of her upbringing, but also gave her a great hope when she was accepted into the large university institute in the city next to her home...
Susan was a young woman who enjoyed the finer things in life. Cordon Bleu food, designer clothes, cellared wines, as well as various forms of art. It was due to her interest in the arts that she had become involved as a volunteer at Hilton Galleries. Although her involvement was limited to leading a guided tour through the ‘touring arts’ gallery every few we...
When Lisa got downstairs she was surprised to discover that Cecilia was the visitor waiting for her in her enormous, opulent living room. 'Cecilia?' Lisa said, glancing sideways as though expecting to find someone else. 'What ... what's wrong?' 'Your maid let me in. I hope you don't mind,' Cecilia said. Her clammy brow furrowed and her feet twisted on the...