Disclaimers: The characters are mine, the story is mine. Love/Sex: Yes on both accounts, between two adult women. The sex is a little on the rough side and at some point may even seem nonconsensual, but it becomes so, eventually. * The sound of the door slamming rang throughout the apartment. The walls shuddered from the intensity. The look on the ang...
Y'know how people always say you never forget your first? Well, I certainly never forgot Karen. Never will -- though God knows I tried. She wasn't exactly my first first. There had been what Lemony Snickets would call a series of unfortunate events before her. But Karen was the first girl I ever slept with as well as the first -- and so far only -- person I...
"Who wears boots with a lace mini dress Yvonne?" "I do." I smile back at my friend as we enter the Cathouse. At that comment the bouncer pulls us to the side, demanding I take my boots off and shake them out, he's looking for a stash of drugs. Lifting my knee I stretch outwards and untie my laces, the bouncers eyes letch at my thighs as my little dress rid...
We were newlyweds. We were young and in love. We still thought everything the other person did was ‘cute’. I was sure one day, I’d yell at Andrew to pick up his socks or take out the trash. But back then, I was too excited about the journey we’d begun. We’d bought a house and were having a great time making it our own personal space. We even christened the...
For context, please read "The Wall" Comments and criticism always welcome - JJS Harshaw Joy's Friend "Uh...Vicki, this is Melanie Craig. I'm a friend of Joy's." There was a pause and then a groggy "hmmmm" on the other end of the line. "I'm sorry...I'm a morning person." The voice was husky with sleep. "No. Ummmm, no, that's ok. I was just going...
"Oh baby, I absolutely love it!" Ali exclaimed, referring to my new 'do', my new shorter hairstyle. One of the things I discovered after moving to New Orleans is that the heat and humidity does not treat my hair well. Frankly, I tired of trying to do something with it every damned day, so off to the salon I went, the one that Ali uses. If there's a faggier...
The door opened and Sue looked up. The smile on her face fading to concern as she looked into the face of her long term lover. Terry stood, a small smile on her face, it usually lit up with her smiles, this one hardly touched her face never mind her eyes. She stood to one side and let Sue in, watching as the taller woman went to pass her. Sue dropped a light...
[Note to readers: most of you will guess where this is going right away. But I hope you like the journey anyway! If you have any ideas for how to better disguise what will happen, or how I better could surprise the readers, please let me know.] * "Darn it! I did it again!" Nancy berated herself. As she awoke in the unfamiliar room it was clear she had don...
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...
It was Saturday morning, my husband had gone for his usual game of golf, which gave me most of Saturday to myself, that I loved, I could clean the apartment or leave it, go shopping or not, rest and catch up with friends; the day was my very own quality time. It was 9:00am, when I heard noises from the apartment next door, it had been empty for 2 months now...