Jazz POV For most people what's in the dark comes to the light. As for me when it rains it storms. It's been years since I've seen my aunt and uncle. The last time I had seen them it was four years ago at my father's funeral and before that it was six years. Even then at the funeral I hadn't spoken to them. I could feel the tears starting to well up in my e...
Note - All characters in this story are fictitious and are above the age of 18. * * * * * In high school my classmates considered me fairly normal. In saying that, I’m not a boring nerd but I was the same as most people. I got on well with everyone and I consider myself fun to be with. But I knew different. There are 2 things about myself, which I know tha...
Watching her from across the bar room was like watching something magical in a dingy, real world. Her hair was red like rubies, catching the light and shining. Her body moved to the beat of the music with a liquid ease I envied. My eyes hungrily traced the curves of her body, following her milky arms as they swayed, making out the shape of her ankles as she...
It's 1971 when it happens. I'm in my senior year at a very conservative protestant girls' school. I've been a boarder for almost six years. Long enough to feel right at home with the archaic conventions and strictures of this "Gordonstoun for girls". The system is that girls pair up and share dormitory bedrooms. In my third year I made friends with a girl c...
~ When our lips touched, it was pure sugar. I had only ever kissed men - hungry men with hard lips. Kathryn's lips were soft. Supple. Suckable. Her tongue darted into my mouth, delighting me with its pliant, and then rigid, explorations. It was so new, such a different sensation, to be kissed by a girl. I felt almost like I was drinking rich and yielding ai...
Recap In Tracey's Awakening I described, fairly accurately, true events that happened to me and my wife. How she made love with her married friend, and how this experience revealed to her that she was a lesbian. This next story imagines what might have happened next. *************************** The next few days were interesting. Tracey was loving and ki...
It all started when my best friend, Anna, abruptly decided to stop being my best friend after I put my hand up her skirt. It wasn't my fault, and I still maintain that's she's deep in denial about her feelings about me in particular, if not other girls in general. We were both 18, in our last year of school. She begged me to cut the class we had together las...
I have never rejected the idea of having a woman as a lover, yet neither did I dream I would ever pursue it. This particular night I was sitting in a little corner bar I sometimes go to. One of those dark, smoky places you frequent when you want to blend in and seemingly disappear. I wasn't expecting to hook up with anyone, let alone a woman. I had just fini...
I never thought of myself as a lesbian. I thought of them as butchy and unfeminine. Besides, I was into two things when I was 18. Cute guys and ballet. That would all change when our studio got a new dance teacher. Her name was Miss Sanders. She was about 26 and had had a brief career as a professional dancer. An injury had forced her to retire early and s...
Kitty wanted Teri to feel loved and desired so she held her close to let Teri know that if she behaved, she would get much love from Kitty in return. I have come to realize that Kitty has an understanding of human nature as well as what their needs are. Teri was evidently bitter because she wasn't shown love, as well as supervision. It appeared that Teri tho...