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A Gift from The Bard

by ScattySue on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

This, as its name hints, is actually a sequel to "Gift from Mother Christmas". While it is possible to read on its own, elements will make more sense if read after the first story. I should also warn that this is a long tale and a romance as much as a sex story. And so, for this second part of the story of my life, the summer of 1997, I face a problem: how...

The Sun on my Skin Ch. 03

by ScattySue on Dec 23, 2019
Lesbian Sex

This story, as the title suggests, is the third (and final) part of "The Sun on my Skin" series, and the sequel to 'The Sun on My Skin Ch. 2'. It follows on directly from the events in Chapter 2, but this time, it is the turn of twice-rejected Tina to tell her story. I have tried to ensure that can be read on its own although, inevitably, you'll understand s...

The Empath Cycle: 2001 It Takes One - Book 2

by AnAngelReally on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Book 2 2001 -- It takes one Prologue If the foundation of the clan was unique, fifty odd years later it was still as tightly knit as any extended family could be. Though some stayed with the institute in one capacity or another and most moved away as they founded their own families, the clan traditions were inviolate. One of those was the Holidays get tog...

The Empath Cycle: 2013 Two To Tango

by AnAngelReally on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

2013 Two to tango Part 1 Chapter 1 "Damn weather!" Jeanine grumbled as she made her way through the lunch hour crowd in the sweltering heat. What had possessed her to accept her friend's invitation for lunch when she could have sent her assistant to pick up a salad at the snack bar on the ground floor of her building and eaten at her desk in the comfort o...

2015 - Kiss Me, You Fool

by AnAngelReally on Sep 19, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...