Two straight girls find each other and their lives change. I slammed the handset of my phone down in total anger. I'd missed the deadline for submission of an article for the first time and realised that it was my own fault. My life was in chaos and so was my office. I'm a political writer, commentator and author and have my own small office near the centr...
Like my other stories, this one has a long build-up; the longest so far, I believe. I like to allow plenty of time to get to know these great ladies. In fact, if you've read my other stories, you may see some familiar faces. I know some of you were wondering about the storyline in this one. Great to hear that, as I was already writing it! Let me know your th...
Welcome back! This is the continuation of the slow-burn story The Trainer. If you haven't read the first part yet, you'll really want to do that first. You'll be a bit lost without it, I'm afraid. Thanks to everyone who has written to me about part one. I love hearing from you! Thanks also go out to my wife and to Broken Spokes for their comments on this sto...
The following story is based upon one of my fantasies. In my stories, the protagonist has my first name and physical attributes. However, I DO NOT think of myself as being beautiful. Any similarities in this story to anyone, live or dead, is strictly coincidental. All businesses are also fictitious. This is a story about a middle age wife and mother meeting...
Emily Goes Home - Ginger Comes Out Ch. 11 By A Vixen Literally© *** May*** Tuesday, May 1st – I was back at work after taking a personal day. Monday wasn't a particularly fun. Despite the delight of my honey being home and the pleasure of our night, Reenie was a wreck. Her arm hurt, she was still wracked with guilt, and terribly conflicted about her futur...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think you might be offended please find yourself another story. * Chapter 1 I was naked and terrified. I could move nothing but my eyes and could see little except the blankness of a white ceiling. I tried to call out but I had no voice. I desperately tried to gather m...
1949 -- In the beginning Prologue Julia Monroe leans her forehead against the window of the railroad car, her mind barely registering the scenery streaming by. As a young teenager, on her way home from the boarding school, she was fascinated by it, imagining all sorts of wonderful stories set on fantastical worlds. This time, Julia is thinking of a very di...
1. Picked up I can hardly remember how it all started. All I know is that one day on a train going to work she sat down next to me. She said something about the weather, or getting a seat in a crowded train or whatever. I hadn't really listened and was engrossed in my book. But when I looked up and looked in her face, something and something inside me wen...
INTRODUCTION: This is a romance, a love story. Love is a mysterious force; A force that is blind to gender, uncaring of any person's sexuality, relentless in it's tenacity to bring souls together so that lives might be more complete ... more satisfying ... more filled with joy. In this iteration of a love story, the lovers happen to be two women of very diff...
This is not a standalone story. Unless you have read the previous chapters, it will not make any sense. As always, I want to thank my editors, Terry and Snow. Both of them made this story possible. They contributed in so many ways, talking through scenes, deciding what to include or exclude, as well as just making sure that the spelling and grammar were righ...