1949 -- In the beginning Prologue Julia Monroe leans her forehead against the window of the railroad car, her mind barely registering the scenery streaming by. As a young teenager, on her way home from the boarding school, she was fascinated by it, imagining all sorts of wonderful stories set on fantastical worlds. This time, Julia is thinking of a very di...
** July 11th ** We met in the lobby Thursday afternoon. There had been some back and forth over the last couple of days as we talked about what we wanted to accomplish today. The first decision had been to not tell Bette that you were coming. I agreed but did so reluctantly. I understood your thinking. “I don’t want her to have time to prepare a defens...
Age Disclaimer: All characters engaging in any sexual acts described in this story are at least eighteen years of age. If it had been anyone else besides Amanda calling to wake Hayley up after two, maybe three hours of sleep and dared to be cheery while Hayley wanted nothing more than to be allowed to be aggressively pissed off at everyone and everythin...
*** Author's Note *** Hi all! Just to warn you now, this is a rather long story that deals far more with the emotional bonding and slow progression of passion building up as the two women fall in love. There is a considerable amount of dialogue and I have inserted the first initials of the characters speaking in ( ) beside the dialogue at many points to hel...
The cab driver wished a happy Thanksgiving when the short raven haired sophomore got out of the car. "You too," the girl said already shivering from the strong winds bringing in cold air from the North. Once she had extended the grip on her small suitcase, setting it up so it was easy for her to let it trail behind her, she quickly got inside the terminal b...
I could see myself reflected in the golden elevator doors and I smirked at myself. Behind me, I could see the expensive marble floor, the impressive (if a little gauche) Corinthian columns, and the gilded trim that was stretched around the perimeter of the lobby. Everything, including me, had a slightly gold-metallic tinge from the reflection, giving everyth...
Please consider the preamble for Day 1, as an integral part of this episode. Also, at almost 23,000 words, this episode is much longer than I had intended. You may want to set aside a few hours to read it, or approach it in several stages. CAUTION -------------- This episode contains a lengthy scenario, involving a pre-arranged simulated lesbian gang r...
*** Author's note: This story has a plot and a decent amount of build-up, so if you're looking for a QF, you've come to the wrong place. Otherwise, enjoy! Obviously, don't reprint without the author's permission, and any similarities between the characters and people/events of real life are, of course, purely coincidental. Harmony. *** Shrill piping s...
The red Honda Civic rental car came to a halt in the dirt driveway. A small figure exited the vehicle, and sighed as she looked at where she would now be living. This was her first time seeing the ranch style house in person. It looked just like the photo the real estate agent showed her, and she was grateful for that. Weeks ago she had made the arrangements...
Note: All characters depicted in sexual situations are over 18. Wendy was a nerdy high school student who had few friends. She had low confidence despite having great looks: shoulder-length blond hair, a beautiful face, brilliant blue eyes, a great body with the right curves at the right places. Despite her mousy look and demeanor, some guys have had hit...