Copyright 2006, 2020, Lisa Summers Chapter 1 "Oxygen recirculation systems - go," Sam said. I glanced at her - had there been hesitation in that response? "You sure?" I asked. "Yes...I did say 'go,'" she responded, maybe a little irked. Her vaguely almond-shaped violet eyes flashed at me, though her naturally blonde hair indicated her mixed ancestry....
The water cascaded down Rachel's body as she soaped herself with the big fluffy. Her well-toned body would make any man's mouth water, although like most women, Rachel mainly saw the flaws. She thought her breasts were a little too big for her smallish frame, although she had to admit that she'd rather be too big than too small. She thought her hips were to...
Please read the previous parts first to understand what is happening. Please feel free to comment and message me, I always reply. Sadiax and Graymangazer. I must keep calm. I'm frightened and close to panic, but I have to keep calm. All is total blackness, any sound I do hear is muffled, and in fact I'm not sure it isn't just in my head. I can't speak,...
With many, many apologies to Dr. Johnson Despite her best efforts, Elizabeth had turned out to be a bad wife after all. She really put her heart and soul into it, spending every moment of the day either cooking or cleaning, always presenting Richard with a picturesque household. But there was one thing she had not given him, and that was a child. At first i...
Chapter 2: The not so Reluctant Lesbian The rain relentlessly pounds on Sheila's bedroom window in a soothing beat that gently wakes Jackie from her deep slumbers. She uncoils from the fetal position she was rolled up in feeling completely sated and contented from head to toe to the very depths of her soul. For the first time in weeks there is no ache what...
Margot knew she'd made a fool of herself. She'd blushed like a teenager, stuttering like an imbecile. It only took two gray eyes, set in a silent, smiling face to turn her into a helpless puppet. She, a thirty-seven-year old woman, an experienced, professional waitress had stood frozen in the mocking headlights of a flirty customer. It should have annoye...
"Buy me a drink." I turned to the smirking face of a thin, sharp-edged woman. Aggravation flared into anger as I watched her white-blue eyes dance over my face. "I'm sorry, who are you?" I wanted to be left alone. Not bothering with politeness, I turned back to the bar. She never wavered. Instead, my attitude seemed to do nothing but whet her appetite....
Authors Note: This story takes place sometime in the past. While it is not necessarily probable that two people could stay locked inside a school building without being discovered, it was certainly possible decades ago. As always, if butch/femme pairings and large age differences are not your thing, skip this story. Otherwise, please enjoy! ****** Long af...
[Dear reader: This continues where ch.3 left off. Some points of ambiguity might be resolved if you read that first. With or without chapter 3, I hope you enjoy it.] * Micca and I just lay there, holding each other gently, not eager to get up. Maybe she or I dozed; the sound of rain made it easy. A few chunks of fruit remained from our breakfast earlier. I...
"Nobody has any business getting into bed naked with someone else if they haven't decided to have sex with them." - Dr. Ruth Westheimer. - I met Eli and Louis at a milonga, an evening of tango dancing, which took place at a pleasant venue on the outskirts of central Cape Town. I noticed them sitting at a nearby table and Eli had accepted a dance with anot...