It had been ten years since she had taken a real road trip. She was twenty eight and into her custom clothing design company 24/7. It had been totally consuming her life. She loved her successes but not having any sort of a life outside of work was draining her willpower to continue. So when a representative from Lace & Satin appeared out of the blue and m...
Miss White preferred a late afternoon Thanksgiving dinner, and so that was what ABD always had. This year she put Sasha in charge of the kitchen, checking in occasionally to make sure things were being done according to her specifications. Jodie and Sofia were helping, though Nikki and Polly — somewhat to Miss White's annoyance — were nowhere to be found. O...
Janet waved her hands in front of her face hoping to get some air circulating but it was to no avail. It was hotter than Hades in the apartment. It was the middle of March, as hot as the hottest summer day, and the air condition had stopped working sometime during the night. The windows were all open in hopes a breeze would combat the heat, but there was no...
Nora Bishop, concierge of the five-star hotel, fidgeted nervously as she waited in the lobby. Mrs. Willcott would be arriving any moment, and if her last visit was any indication of what Nora could expect this time, it was going to be a very interesting four days. When her limo pulled up and Mrs. Willcott step out, Nora's heart began to race. Mrs. Willcott...
Murphy’s is closed on Sunday, but there is no religious significance to that custom. The simple fact is that in this neighborhood most of the residence, and the bulk of our trade, probably thinks they are God so they rest. Adding to that speculation is the fact that a good many of them party so hard on Friday and Saturday nights that they need the tranquil t...
God she's Beautiful. I remember when I first met Chrystal. I was at a club that I like to visit from time to time, just standing at the bar drinking a Gin and lime and shrugging off the advances of baby dykes left and right. The heavy on the synth dance version of a popular pop song was blaring over the speakers and the dance floor was filled, looking almo...
A couple of weeks ago, on a grey, overcast Monday, I was running some errands on my lunch hour. I hadn't had time for breakfast that morning, and was absolutely ravenous. I decided to stop off at this funky little cafe in Fremont, a new place called Antonia's Soups, which had just been voted Seattle's best soup and sandwich joint by readers of The Stranger....
a scene by Dewy Pointe NOTE: This is adult fiction containing mature material and is intended for an adult readership. If you are offended by such content then please exit the page. Feedback is always welcome. Please let me know if you'd like the narrative expanded. * * * * * Marisol walked briskly to her roadster. The resignation had been accepted and sh...
It rained constantly for three straight days. I felt like a shut-in and I needed to get the hell out. I decided to go to the Timberline, a gay and lesbian country western bar. It was the first place I had gone to with some friends, and I liked its friendly atmosphere. I ran out to my truck, got in and started it up. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the c...
I met Lisa in my gym a few months before we took a trip. We decided to start training together since we were both getting ready for a contest. I had seen her a few times before but I knew she never noticed me. She looked great that day. She had short brown hair, brown eyes, she wasn't very tall but she had a body that most girls could only dream of. She was...