This story is copyright 2006 of destinie21 Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. * Just a note to the readers to let them know that this story is part 2 of what is currently a two part story. In order to understand the emotions, background and other such things it would be best to begin at the...
The early night air was warm and the skies clear enough to see the crescent moon shining brightly, the stars around acting like a thousand small fireflies as they danced gracefully, adding to the beauty. A tall, lone figure descended the Central Library steps on this particular New Zealand Spring night, late in the season, it was November. The figure paused...
Dot Lynch shook her head as she watched the student teacher assigned to her this semester attempt to keep the class in line as she led them in their calisthenics, the snickering and lack of effort most of the girls gave making the veteran teacher seethe from the back of the gym. They would never dare show her that lack of respect, Dot knew, but then again sh...
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Most of the tears had dried from Courtney's eyes when she got back to her dorm room at the California State University. She had just left the campus medical center where she had been informed that the minor hamstring injury she sustained while sprinting during practice would likely take her out of the upcoming track competition. While still dressed in her r...
As the electric golf cart rumbled along the path away from the eighteenth hole, it's driver was excited and impatient. "Well, come on, girl! Don't keep me in suspense. How did I do?!" The teenager sitting directly behind her frowned, trying to tot up the figures scratched onto the score card despite the swaying of the cart and the way she kept getting jost...
Dylan "Did you always know you were gay?" Jo's question interrupted my daze. She was lying on her side looking at me, her fingertips tracing up and down my side. Unfortunately, my clothes remained in situ. Between her fingers and her nakedness, it was very hard to focus on her question. "Yes" I replied, taking the opportunity to appreciate the sight of...
Laura Wells and I had both left home to go to the state university in Austin, Texas. I may still be a hayseed from Arkansas, but at least I'm no longer a hayseed IN Arkansas! I wangled and finagled like crazy and managed to fix it so we were roommates in the same dorm. Our room was small, with two single beds and a tiny bathroom. I loved it! The accommodatio...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 9 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MORNING BANTER TO BRING THE WEEK TO A CLOSE 9 and I awoke aroun...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome friend, to Chapter 4. If you haven't read Chapters 1-3, you'll be lost. So very lost. As usual, I've updated the Spotify playlist found in the contact tab of my author page with the so...