The Köntlicher Files Chapter 1: Edward and Molly Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers The Köntlicher (pronounced: kōn-li-shay) Institute is affiliated with a major Midwestern University, and dedicated to the study of heterosexual relationships disrupted by apparently aberrant behavior by the female partner. Most conclusions are derived from statistical data;...
(Author's Note - Thank you for all your kind words and critical comments the past two stories. I appreciate all the feedback, and look forward to writing more stories in the future.) SUNDAY SCHOOL I've never done anything like this. I never meant for things to go this far. I remember sitting on the bench in the lobby of that hotel, watching tra...
I just loved this weather. I stood on my hotel room balcony and just watched as heat waves dance between the speeding cars. California had proved to be well worth it. The sun had seemed to remain idle in the sky since I'd arrived 3 days ago and I couldn't help but let my caramel-complexioned skin melt under its gaze. Although this trip was originally planne...
I know it's been a long time since the last chapter of this story. I hope you enjoy. All rights reserved. Please vote, and I welcome constructive feedback. ***** Karen entered the office on Monday with a combined sense of exuberance and confusion. After her delightful debauchery over the weekend with Paul and Jeannie, she had a whole new perspective on the...
I dropped my purse on the hall table and walked into the living room, thankful that it was Friday and another work week was over. Not that I had any big plans for the weekend, but at least I didn't have to get up and go to the office for two days. The living room was its usual mess, giving me my usual twinge of guilt. Well, I was getting used to it – it had...
"Oh shit," Rachel Parker exclaimed as the twenty-five-year old redhead recognized the well dressed older woman standing at the corner bus stop, not ten feet from the building she had just exited. Her outburst had been louder than she'd realized as both of her companions turned in her direction. Mary Ann Bradley, standing to Rachel's left, had been a friend...
The memory of the leeches clinging to our bodies was fresh in our minds as Addie rowed in search of a new spot to tie the boat. Addie looked radiant in the bright sunlight and I closed my eyes thinking of her soft lips on mine. "Was last night a dream?" I wondered silently because it had a dreamlike quality. Farther upstream near the old dam was a tranqu...
Acknowledgment: "Slave to a White Girl" by herslave on another forum provided the inspiration for much of this story. Some situations will be familiar to fans of StaWG, but I hope it's unique enough for readers to enjoy both. Chapter 1: My First Visit The summer after high school I volunteered for park service doing trail cleanup. That's when I met Liza....
"This," thought Taylor Stuart as she dropped exhausted into the empty salon chair and ran a hand through her long waist length hair, "has got to have been the worst day of my life." Sitting back with her eyes closed, the twenty four-year-old brunette reviewed the events that caused her to make such a declaration. Her first disaster of the day had actually s...
Elizabeth Walker felt the tension drain from her body as she settled into the wrought iron deck chair. She was on the patio at Sven’s, an upscale bistro overlooking the San Francisco Bay. Situated far enough away from Fisherman’s Wharf to escape the brunt of tourist traffic, the dining was upscale but still casual. She wasn’t really dressed for dining out, b...