It's just after six; 31st of December 2007. The ground is frosted over and the entrance to Victoria Wine has frozen shut. A few strong jolts later and Mac slipped her slight torso through the small gap between the shutters and the door and walked to the counter. "Bottle of red, please. Any red." she smiled. "We've got this?" the cashier held up a bottle of...
My name is Tessera. Tess for short. I'm 32, a boi-butch dyke and I have a mobile barber service, catering for lezgrrrls and gayboyz - more the former than the latter, but I love my poofy clients. And a surprising number of "str8" (haha) women who, ahem, protest their marital or hetero-partnered bliss rather too much, methinks! Well, in some cases I know that...
This is my first time writing anything like this ever so please be nice, but I would greatly appreciate comments and constructive criticism. ***** There is a rumor going around campus that Ashley and I hate each other, however, that is far from the truth... After what felt like an eternity, the clock finally read 3:30 pm. I was the first one out the doo...
Abi marvelled at the houses she passed as she drove down Cromby Street, Alice Roberts was obviously doing very well for herself. She pulled up to number 32 just as DCI Wallace arrived from the other direction and silently thanked Sarah for phoning her an hour earlier to wake her up. She was still tired but then it seemed that she always was these days and s...
Laura's bisexual exploration began unknowingly by helping her neighbor, Nina. Nina smiled at Laura all the time, and Laura easily missed the slight difference in Nina's grin displayed at her now as she opened Nina's door. Laura rushed through the townhouse for the bathroom, leaving her husband, Freddy, to guide Nina and her rubbery legs to the couch. The fri...
Karen's breakup, while devastating, wasn't going to be the end. She knew that. She'd learned to understand her own body better. She'd no longer repressed the thoughts she had. She embraced them and explored them. She knew the first thing she wanted to do. Her first step was to update her online dating profiles. Slightly sexier photos, more suggestive bios....
Thank God today is Sunday, I mused, as I filled a second cup of coffee and brought it in to Liz who was still lying in bed with a pounding head. I entered the bedroom, and couldn't hide my smile at the form of messy hair and tangled arms and legs sprawled across the bed that was Liz. She groaned as I entered. I handed her the cup. "It's a good thing I do...
6. A Very Flexible Yoga Teacher Kimberley awoke slowly and reluctantly, the world gradually encroaching on her inner consciousness. Outside, the hum of the traffic and distant rumble of trains bringing early morning commuters into the city was growing steadily louder, the light invading the sanctuary of her bedroom despite the thick curtains. She groaned an...
A METAMORPHOSIS OF PRIDE or THE RISE AND FALL OF CATHERINE Chapter III MARTA'S METAMORPHOSIS (Translated from Croatian) 1. This is just an online "lesbian" confession I've meant to post in a certain site intended for the very purpose of unburdening myself. I have to write this down, I have to tell someone else what has happened to me; I need to reveal th...
© DAR 2000/2006 All rights reserved. Not to be reproduced in any form without prior written permission from the author. I can't actually remember what started the row. David was being pushy about something I expect. I mean, he was always being pushy, and it pissed me off because I didn't need all that. Looking back I didn't love him, I can't have done, or i...