In the darkest, coldest part of the night, four hours before dawn, Mary Durham escaped from the only home she had ever known. For five hours she had lain awake in bed beside her husband, counting the seconds off on her fingers until they were sore and cramping. Slipping noiselessly from beneath the blankets, she crept through the pitch-black room. Unwillin...
Hello dear readers, Sorry but Daphne's sequel is gonna take a little longer. I've received several messages from eager followers. Please forgive me. Life being what it is and since I'm not a professional writer, I've been taken away from writing for several months and right now I'm still working on the ending. It will come out I promise. Here's to pass tim...
Sorry this took so long. Life threw me a couple curve balls, which was then compounded by the fact that drafting this took more than a couple of tries. Nevertheless, here it be. I started wondering about RJ's exploits before meeting Lauren (because I have drafts of Alice's story simmering on the back burner, and RJ features in that one, as well), and threads...
This is the continuation of 'The Artist and her young lover'. It will make little sense unless you have read the previous parts. For the sake of consistency it should be titled: The Artist and the Trouble-shooter, but, too many characters! To Recap - Milly's wife, a police officer, is killed and her friend's daughter, Fiona, comforts Milly through her grie...
Author's note: This is a story of lesbianism and the problems some have with their churches. If you do not like lesbian stories, or have a strict Fundamentalist view, please stop here and find another story to read. Any comments that are deemed inappropriate for this story will be instantly deleted. For all other readers, I hope you enjoy it. ***** Chapter...
Chapter 1 Alba and I were considered best friends. We often went out together to our favorite club, The Honey Lounge, a strictly lesbian club as the name may indicate, at least to us lesbians. We weren't a couple, but we did share a small house; we were strictly platonic. That said, she suggested a pact that if one of us hooked up with another girl, we'd ei...
Watching the sun rise over the ocean from Hawaii is just about as close to heaven on earth as it gets. Just before the sun crests over the ocean, the sky turns every single shade of pink, orange, and red. The ocean dances, showing off every color of the rainbow while huge birds fly over, waiting for the sun to start shining. The Hawaiian islands constantly...
A story in eleven chapters of how two women test the murky waters of lesbian prostitution. Chapter 1: Finding her way. She'd been warned of course. She'd been told at beauty school that it could happen and that it probably would. "Just be firm and polite and resist," the instructor had said. "Try not to offend but if the other party becomes too persistent...
Hi Everyone, Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement and support, I honestly feel so humbled that I've received nothing but positive comments and feedback on my stories thus far. I appreciate that it's been a long wait for this next story and I thank you all for your patience. I give you fair warning that what follows is by no means a 'quick f...
This has taken a lot longer than I anticipated, between work and the holiday's I took a bit of time away from writing. But it's done, so please enjoy. This is the first in a two part series, I haven't even started the sequel, so please don't ask. It's gonna take a while. I need to say a huge thanks to LiveCat for proof reading, editing and just being ext...