A story in eleven chapters of how two women test the murky waters of lesbian prostitution. Chapter 1: Finding her way. She'd been warned of course. She'd been told at beauty school that it could happen and that it probably would. "Just be firm and polite and resist," the instructor had said. "Try not to offend but if the other party becomes too persistent...
This is a story told in first person; it is done in a memoir style of sorts. It is long winded, quite wordy and I'd classify it more as a romance rather than your usual erotica. There are sexy descriptions within, but they are not the main object of this undertaking. If you're not happy with this, you can exit now. You have been warned. All main plot charact...
CHAPTER 1 - IT'S MY JOB Soul crushing. That's what this was. Emily finally figured out the right word for it. That's what her job was. Soul crushing. She worked in the drab and bland cubicle number thirty-six on the boring floor twenty two of the blank glass office building. In fact the only thing exciting about her job was that she got to ride on an elevat...
****** This started as a chapter to take care of some loose ends - which generated a few more by the time that it was done. Ah well. Max gets a little more comfortable around other people and strangers every day. She just doesn't expect to get as close as she does to one of them. I reveal a little more about someone from a past chapter, a different side t...
***** This is one of the kind of chapter that I usually dread writing. You get a bunch of relative strangers together in something where there are things going on and you need to find a way to get things said and out of the way. This time, I just gave in to the notion that things don't happen with any synchronicity between a lot of folks concurrently. Ther...
Chapter 1 Lanie was taken away from me; My tears had threatened to be eternal. How could they not? Lanie was everything to me: counselor when that was my greatest need; almost instant lover; savior; then my wife, my whole life. Some too rich, too indulged idiot who thought nothing and no one should be deprived to him just couldn't take no to his advances a...
We'll Get Through This Together This is not necessarily our 2020 lockdown. As with my story 'Lockdown Toy Boy,' the lockdown scenario is merely the vehicle for events to unfold. All participants in sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. 1 - Tallulah I groaned out loud as my phone rang for the fifteenth time that day -- or was it the sixteenth? Ea...
This book is dedicated to my mother Lillian. Who always told me "Life is not about learning to weather the storms, it's about learning to dance in the rain!" – I love you mother, thank you so much for all you've done to help me become the person I am. Chapter 1 My name is Jessica Fox. This is not my real name, but for reasons of anonymity this is the name...
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...