"Oh shit," Rachel Parker exclaimed as the twenty-five-year old redhead recognized the well dressed older woman standing at the corner bus stop, not ten feet from the building she had just exited. Her outburst had been louder than she'd realized as both of her companions turned in her direction. Mary Ann Bradley, standing to Rachel's left, had been a friend...
My name is Miranda Hill. A tall, red-haired and gray-eyed, forty-something white woman of Irish descent living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm openly gay, and work as a waitress in a restaurant. Life hasn't been easy for me since my divorce from my ex-husband Joaquin. I'm just trying to make it through the hell that is my daily life. Some things you ba...
Prelude -- The "PG-rated" version of this story was posted recently under the title, "A Friend In Need" if you're interested in comparing it to this one. Spoiler Alert: If you're a fan of hard-core graphic porn, this R-rated story probably isn't for you. Comments are appreciated. With sincerest apologies to Ernest Hemingway fans - it was supposed to be the...
This was the toughest day of being a college student... sort of. Erin was scheduled for a private one-on-one meeting in Professor Bell's office. It was required for all Creative Writing students before they got their degrees. Professor Bell was known for being somewhat of a bitch. Not necessarily in a bad way. Sure, she was tough, strict, and would occasion...
True Confession: Orgasm under color of authority When I moved to southern California from the Midwest I started to enjoy some of the benefits of the more open lifestyle. And one of those were the regular pride parades in the area. In this parade there was a contingent of "out" law enforcement workers. Hmmmm....funny when you write it that way. Can you say d...
"Please raise your tray tables and make sure your seat belt is buckled," the voice said from the speaker above our heads, "Temperature at landing is a balmy, thirty-four degrees, with light snow falling." We definitely weren't in Hawaii any longer, Toto. Nat and I had a wonderful time that last week in the Islands; we 'hopped' to the big Island, to the Kon...
For the next few weeks Shannon and Erin could barely talk to each other... not because either of them were angry about Erin walking in on Shannon and Christie, but because they were both so embarrassed. All the conversations were rather stilted and overly polite, as if neither of them were sure how to address the other. For Erin's part though, hidden under t...
Retired but still very horny. Did not realize the olfactory potency was still at work. Evelyn still gives me good advice. She does not retain possessiveness in our distant relationship. What we share is our deep and hard wired erotic response to smelling shit. Evelyn introduced me to a very discreet lesbian fetish site. She had used it and had found like mi...
THE RIPPLING WATERS Still grieving over the death of her sister, Louise has become best friends with her co-worker at the bank, Sigrid Fønsmark. She is well aware of Sigrid's sexual orientation and takes steps to prevent a friendship turning into something else. A late night encounter that nearly tips them over the edge merely strengthens her resolve to mai...
My phone buzzed next to me on the desk, I jumped at the sudden noise fully engrossed with my laptop. Grabbing the phone, I couldn't stop the smile that split across my face. It was a text from Laura: Hi. A distant friend is having a house party tonight. Up for it? Laura xoxox I typed a speedy reply: Hey. Love to, what time and where? Xxx 8pm. Smart/forma...