This is the first chapter of a story for which my earlier submission 'Romeo and Juliet, a ballerina deflowered' can be read as the prologue. "You really make me sick!" With that she roughly grabbed me by the throat and slammed me hard against the wall. The impact of my back against the brick winded me but before I could even attempt a breath I felt a hard s...
Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Chapter 5: The Interrogation Charlotte "Alright, you broads better listen up and listen good." That got their attention. "I wanna know which one of you attacked this pie, see? I'm gonna ask each one of you, real nice like. You'd best be spilling the beans about who it was. Otherwi...
Mood Ring Chpt.2 (revised) I triggered my remote and my little red Tiburon happily beeped and flashed its blinkers at me as if winking at me and wishing me luck. I turned to my escort and said, "Ready now. I just wanted to be sure my car would be here when I came back for it." The tall blonde woman wove her arm into mine, smiled at me, and guided me to th...
On Tuesday and Thursday mornings I have an hour between classes, and I use the time in the gymnasium, doing floor exercises, working up a sweat. I tossed my tights and singlet in my bag, grabbed a towel, and went into the shower room. Damp and dark; 20x20, tiled from floor to ceiling, with shower heads spaced every five feet or so. I was just rinsing off, w...
Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Chapter 6: The Dragon Lady Part Deux Juliet I touched my fingers to Miss Chowdhury's business card, the one that she had slipped into the inner pocket of my thrift store suit coat as she kissed me adieu. My hand brushed against my still erect nipple as I did, giving me a pleasant,...
(A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Caroline, famished after a long day at the fine-art publishing house where she was a Commissioning Editor, finished laying out the trays of the Moroccan takeaway on the coffee table that stood in the angle between the sofa and an easy chair, just as Lorna rang the doorbell. She picked up the bottle of wine fro...
Sex sections are bookended with "~~~" again. Feel free just read those sections if the rest bores you. The first one is right after the "^^^^^" break. Standard Boilerplate: Contains graphic lesbian sex to be enjoyed by legal adults. Characters not meant to resemble anyone fictional or real. Thanks for all the comments! Quick recap: Against my better ju...
I had just turned 35 – and not at all unhappy about that. I didn't have a lover, and that was fine too – I've never been desperate that way; I can be happy all by myself. So when my gay and lesbian health clinic was having one of its almost chronic fund raisers, and I was asked to volunteer for the date auction, I smiled brightly said sure, I'd be glad to....
Note 1: This is a work of fiction and the characters depicted herein are purely figments of my own imagination; any resemblance to any other persons, real or fictional, is entirely coincidental and unintended. And, on the advice of a good friend, this work is copyrighted. To me. I own this, so don't steal it. Note 2: This story contains graphic descriptions...
They had met in the bar of the hotel. A brief kiss on the cheek and a glass each of dry white wine before lunch. They ate sparingly, pasta and salads, but befitting the reason for them meeting, they drank nearly two bottles of a full bodied Rioja. Ignoring the glances of the other diners they wandered out of the dining room and over to the lifts smiling and...