This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 9 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MORNING BANTER TO BRING THE WEEK TO A CLOSE 9 and I awoke aroun...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 7 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MY LOVER PAYS ME A VISIT -- OR WAS IT THE HEAD OF HR? I spent a...
Note that the following events took place in the late 1980s to the early 1990s, before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** "Did Col. Stevens say what he wanted to see me about?" I asked, wondering what could be going on. "No," said Cheryl, "b...
Author's Note: This is the third part of this story. Parts 1 and 2 are in Romance. This part is entirely about a lesbian relationship. Evelyn and Bridget meet about halfway through Part 2. Reading those parts, which have straight sex, will help understanding this. ***** Briefly, Bridget Casey is at the East Hampton, New York ocean-front house of Peter an...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...
Rachel Kent stood at the glass counter just to the right of the restaurant's vestibule. Without conscious effort, the twenty-two year old redhead smiled warmly at the lunchtime customers as they came in, welcoming them to D'Martini's. It was a greeting she had perfected long ago, which was good, because putting on a happy face was the furthest thing from her...
(Author's note: This is intended for lesbians who have difficulties arising from severe church indoctrination that has affected their ability to accept their lesbianism. In Iowa, their Supreme Court opened up same sex equality. Fundamentalists launched a campaign to remove those justices who voted in favor of this, and succeeded. At the present time, an avow...
We are two fictitious lesbians who look human...mostly. We have VERY large pussy lips and cat's eyes. We have voracious sexual appetites...good thing, because we live on each other's cum. Belle has short, black hair with white streaks. She has wondrously pure, alabaster skin which is so out-of-this-world lovely, you would long to touch it. I have long, plat...
It's been two weeks since I've had an orgasm, and I'm starting to get desperate. I know what I have to do , but I don't want to. I've delayed the inevitable, but I can't delay it any longer. I call Victoria on the phone. "What do you want?" she asked. "I need to talk to you about something," I said. "I think you want more than to talk, don't you?" Victori...
The sun is so hot on my bare ass. I'm lying here right now on my tummy, typing...beads of sweat running down between my ass cheeks, then to my pussy where my sweat feels even hotter. Its only 20 degrees outside, but I'm under a dome that covers the pool and the surrounding deck. It lets the tanning rays through and it's hot as hell under here. Brilliant sun...