Chapter Eight (Friday 26th April 2002) The present-day, 2002 Naz carried on stroking Alex's back, picturing Heather walking back to the bar a year and a half ago. As she'd watched the girl's so-sexy ass her mind had slipped back to the night after the first football trial. She had gone to bed early, in preparation for her upcoming date with Ricky, and ende...
"Shelley are you alright?" Michelle Marks stared out the seaplane window with a blissful smile on her face as she tapped her foot nervously, her chest heaving up and down like she was running a marathon. She'd been in dreamland throughout their 15 minutes in the air, and it took more than a few moments for Izzy's words to register. Her eyes didn't move fr...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 5 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. TESTING MY NEW RELATIONSHIP WITH JOYCE Olivia and I had not rea...
I still can't believe that Mrs. Brockerstone gave me detention for being late, I mean I was in the classroom when the bell rang. I've been sitting here for 5 minutes and she hasn't shown up. Oh wow, Ms Patterson just walked in! She is so cute. She is about my height 5'2 and very petite. She is wearing this long denim dress, which looks like it has snaps goin...
It had taken her a while to forgive me. And although she did eventually forgive me, I knew she'd never forget that I suggested us having a threesome. With women 'forgive and forget' always morphed into 'forgive but remember everything' so that the next time you argued they could beat you over the head with it. Arguing with a woman is a losing situation. Th...
This story has been brewing for a while and it's only now that I've settled on a time and place, Scotland in 1997. I used the death of Princess Diana as a backdrop to the final scene because it seemed to add some realism to the story. I don't know if there's more to this story but this will have to do for now as I'm working on a new series. ***** There are...
As I made my way into the familiar theater, my excitement grew. I'd been here probably 15 times in the past few years to see my favorite local band. The lead singer was a gorgeous lesbian named Melissa. She was about 5'7 with curves in all the right places. Usually she wore her silky brown hair about shoulder length and her eyes were a bright blue that lit u...
Sara's eyes flew wide open as she took a deep breath trying to determine what was happening. John, her husband of eight years, lay sleeping silently beside her and she didn't want to awaken him, at least not yet. The bedroom was dark and silent, except for the gentle breeze blowing through the leaves which could be heard through the open window. Sara could f...
I was sitting at home waiting on this girl I usually fool around with to come over when my (gay) friend Devin called and begged me to go to Fiesta (gay bar) with him. He said some of their lesbian friends were coming so I canceled my booty call and went up to see him and his boyfriend sing. I had never ever met a girl at this place that I was attracted to. B...
How dare that fuzz bucket wire-haired snaggled-tooth jerk tell me that I didn't know squat about playing pool! Somebody should inform the numskull that my daddy was the state 9-ball Champ for 4 years running and my Grandpa was the owner of this town's biggest and baddest billiard room in the early 1940's. Pool is my first, middle and last name. Oh well, hind...