Dorian Harper swore she'd never visit a lesbian bar. The 47 year old butch librarian was rather conservative and a hopeless introvert. She had nothing against drinking. As a matter of fact, Dorian often enjoyed a post-work beer or two in the comfort of her own home. She hated drunks though, and the drama that almost always came with it, and yet here she was....
My words hung in the air like an ominous thundercloud, and the darkening of Debbie's eyes held the promise of my perfect storm. And yet... I needed to know. "Please, Debbie... what are we going to do when the holiday finishes?" For the longest of moments I expected vitriol; would not have been at all surprised to be struck by a thunderbolt of my new girlfr...
Marsha rang up my purchases, which only totaled $350.00. I'd have a hundred and a half left to pick up a couple more things. As she handed me the change I said, "What are you doing tonight after closing Marsha?" "I have to go home and check on my hubby, but other than that I didn't have any plans." Marsha said. All evening I had been toying with the idea...
I woke up Monday morning to a pouring rain. I knew we had a busy day at the motel and the weather wasn't going to help our efforts. I got down to the Golden Eagle around nine thirty in hopes that some of the guests might be checking out early. Actually, things went pretty smoothly until around two thirty when Lenny came over to unit twelve, where I was finis...
I previously wrote a story which featured Rani, a charming young woman from India who was studying here in America. I managed to convince her to allow my to sample her luscious body, which was not only a magnificent example of the female form, but had what I considered the added benefit of having been untouched by a razor for her entire nineteen years. If t...
Charlotte was 25 years old, and wasn't ready to settle. In fact, the more she realized that she grew up in a secure bubble of friends, family and relative wealth, the more she grew curious about what was outside the bubble. More and more she felt the urge to explore her inner desires, as they became clearer with age. She grew up in a somewhat conservative,...
Heading down the stairs for the drinks Sammi thought she would have a snoop around; walking into the lounge she noticed that one of the cupboard doors on the dresser was open and she just had to take a look inside, slowly pulling it open so she could see what was in it; she looked in wonderment at all the different gadgets that the girls kept in there; whips...
The rivals were Becky Johnson and Stacy Willis. No one would have ever imagined the two girls used to be friends. It was long ago back back in middle school when they swore they'd be best friends for life. Becky's parents were more than satisfied with her choice of friends. Stacy's would have rather she hung out with someone else. Someone closer to her own s...
Isabella was drinking her coffee as she gazed out the window thinking about how fortunate she was to be financially secure at the age of 42. Her parents were from Italy but Isabella was born in the states. When she finished school Isabella left her parents back east and headed for California. She worked as a waitress until she discovered her calling as an ex...
© 2006 by Penelope Street With a sigh of disgust, I got up from my kitchen table and made my way to the ringing phone. "Hello?" I snapped, expecting to hear a creditor on the other end. "Sandy? It's me, Melissa." In a moment, my bitterness vanished, replaced by a smile that spread across my face. "Hey! Two weeks from today, right?" "Yeah, two weeks....