The next day, Laura got a text from Morgan telling her to come to her room. Once there, she knocked on the door. Morgan swiftly answered and shepherded her into her single dorm. "Take off your clothes," Morgan said, returning to her desk where she had study materials already open. "Whenever you're in here- unless I have guests or it's otherwise specified-...
As I awoke it felt as if a freight train was actually traveling through my head. I immediately hugged the pillow again. 'Too much wine last night' was the main thought going through my mind. Of course, without all that wine, I probably would not have experienced one of the best nights of my life. Despite the freight train rattling around in my head, I smiled...
Evening, passion, hunger. Night, silence, warmth, stillness, love. Morning and day, love and time, pleasure and memory. We go to our jobs having shared evening and night and croissants, alternated in the bathroom and fretted over our watches, sworn at public transport, remembered each other's eyes and breath, day-dreamed of the night. Evening, light, hung...
In 1964, at age eighteen Jean had graduated from High School in a suburb of Sacramento, CA had been a successful HS student living in a loving if an oppressive family with her mother, father, brother, and sister. The youngest of the three kids she was not treated any different from her siblings. When she was hired for an office job at Cargill in Oakland at...
An overseer came up on his horse...we could see him coming from a distance, so I had time to order Julia to resume wearing the field work rags. He was surprised to see me, a member of the patrician family, out there and even helping with the work. He became deferential, but I also saw the quizzical look on his face. I easily slid back into the personalit...
The day I met Marlena changed the rest of my life and my sexual preference. It was a cold and rainy Sunday when Marlena Edwards arrived at my department store. She was the new department manager that was going to be in charge of the shoe section; which happened to be the department I worked in. At first I wasn't sure I was gonna get along with Marlena, she s...
"What kind of security company doesn't do direct deposit for their employees? I hate these fuckers," Nadia Barnes said angrily, as she walked to the bus stop at Pinecrest Station. Try as she might, she couldn't find the damned cheque which she'd lost right after picking it up at the offices of First Response Security Inc. If those fuckers had direct deposit,...
The first I suspected that there was more to what she felt for me than I for her was when I felt the soft but insistent pressure of her cotton clad crotch nudging into my back as I sat, facing away from her, in my desk chair. It wasn't that she hadn't given me signals before, but for all my claims to be a smart woman, there are times I can be quite slow on t...
Authors Note: In this story a straight women questions herself and her sexuality. This is my first ever story, so I apologize if I fall into the same pitfalls that all new authors fall into. If you guys like it I'll continue on with it, more chapters and such, but no promises, as my interests are always fleeting. Hope you enjoy! Warnings: female masturbatio...
I knew two things the moment I met my new roommate: first that I couldn't stand the bitch; and second that I wanted her. I didn't even know that I was a dyke yet. I mean, I was fresh out of high school, where you just didn't talk about things like that. I had gone out with a few boys, even fooled around with them a little, just because I was curious. I coul...