As a note: The names I picked in this story were randomly thought of as I wrote it, and don't match anyone in real life or anyone in any other stories, including my own. Also, thank you SO MUCH to people who commented on and rated my last story! It made me really happy to read all the positive comments and see my story get what ended up being a 4.43 I think...
I hate moving. Mind you, this was my very first move so my experience was, you might say, limited, but those of you who have moved and I must think that's most of you, know what I mean. My name is Sally. I'm a country girl and I was in the process of moving to the city for the first time. Oh, did I mention I hate moving? I'm twenty-one, considered pretty b...
Hannah looked at her clock as everything came into focus. It was 7:23am, almost time for school. She rolled over and closed her eyes again. Even though it was the first day of school, she was very tired and out of it. Hannah began to dream about the horrors of last year's school year. She didn't like the kids very much, they were assholes and they were too f...
"Okay, here's the plan," Patty said. We'd been sitting in TGIFridays since work finished for the day chowing down on appetizers and smoothies. I guess it was more of a summit than a meeting. We didn't all work at the same place - Patty and Casey worked for an insurance company, and I worked across town in a dental lab - but our husbands all knew each other....
This is a work of lesbian fiction, and is only intended for like-minded individuals. I hope you enjoy, please mail me your comments and love. * I opened the envelope with trembling fingers and took out the hand written invitation inside. I knew it was from Mistress Megan, the girl I couldn't keep from my mind for longer than five minuets these days; I had...
Part I -- Looking Back "Amanda Mountford," I enthused, "sometimes you really need to be appreciated." Looking back now, Amanda, I have to say your response was disappointingly confined to a muffled grunt; but I could forgive that. After all, your mouth was rather full at that moment. How could one not be generous, indulgent even, to one who is as intently...
Copyright (c) 2002, by SirGalahad67. All rights reserved. This work may not be used for any commercial purposes without prior, documented consent from the owner. * * * * * Lacey Fairbanks loved her job. The 22-year old flight attendant enjoyed the travel and the layovers in the differing cities. The money wasn't great, but to a girl raised in a small to...
Author's note: Thank you very much to Karen for editing this for me so quickly and to Vixen who inspires such wonderful stories! * Looking at the clock you notice that it's almost 6. My call from earlier asking about a quiet romantic dinner at home had kept you fairly busy for the past 2 hours. With the meal finally prepared to your high standards there wa...
My last client walked out the door. Thank god, this week was finally over. It's not that I didn't like my job, I did. In fact, I loved it. But after five days of listening to other people's problems it was definitely time for me to focus on my own needs. It was Friday night and I was looking forward to a fun weekend. The potential was there. After three wee...
GameStop closed at eight, and by the time Miles closed the store down and locked up it was eight thirty. By eight forty, he had been home, changed his clothes, and picked me up at my apartment. He drove as fast as caution would allow--heedless of the speed limit, and the thankfully oblivious cop that had been sitting at the light on Doyle street. By eight fi...