Introduction We're friends now, right? So I'm dropping the lengthy intros. From hereon I'm just going to get on with the story. Last time I left you having just clicked with a thirty-something skinhead with hairy armpits. We were bound for the pub after my very first night class . . . And here's how it went. Chapter Thirty-Five You probably assume that,...
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Author's note: This is the first part of a very long story. It is a work of fiction and if you are looking for something quick, this is not it. I hope it will be enjoyed. Comments and votes will be appreciated. * Katelyn read the first two lines of the second paragraph on page twenty of the manuscript for the third time and still it made no sense. What w...
Author's Note: Two years ago a very good freind lost her arm in a single car accident. Even after two years, I watch her struggle with depression and a shattered self image. It's often time frustrating to watch, but more often humbling to see someone coping with a loss I don't know that I could bear. this story is for her and for all of those who daily have...
~Brianna~ I saw the cutest guy walking down the hallway of my building and I had to do a double take. Being from Covington Kentucky means that I see more hicks and rednecks than anything else. Yeah, I know that I'm born and bred here myself, but I'm no hick! As a black girl I'm the wrong color to be a hick, right? Not that I really think in terms of color....
I was driving down to Knoxville Tennessee to help my best friend move back up to Michigan. I had a six pack cooler filled with five bottles of Aquafina water and crushed ice sitting on the floorboard on the passenger side. The sixth was wedged between my legs. I was driving a rented Lincoln Town Car straight down I-75 and was screaming through Kentucky when...
Introduction Hi, it's me again, Charlotte, but I'd prefer you to think of me as Charley. Charlotte's so girly and faintly old-fashioned, isn't it? Call me that and anyone would think I was one of the Bronte sisters. Yes, ancient yet still ever-popular around the globe, never mind just around my home town. I wish that I had copyright to their works. Fans c...
Introduction Hello, it's me again: everyone's favourite cartoon-faced snub-nosed, sexy-specs wearer. Yes, you've all got it: Davina here, reporting for duty once more, ready to spill juicy secrets that for decency's sake perhaps should be kept behind closed blinds. No, make that "ready yet again"! After another lengthy break I am back in the mood to tell...
*** 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...
Chapter One (Saturday 12th October 2002) What's that saying about the best laid plans? Katie wondered. Well, I'm obviously neither a mouse nor a man, but I guess tonight it's all gone awry. Lying there alone in her bed, she chuckled. It was after four in the morning, her big birthday bash was over and she should have been knocking out zeds for England. Bu...