Note that the following events took place in 1992 before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** "Oh, god," I thought to myself, "I'm not ready for this." "How bad?" I asked Bonnie, hoping it wasn't too bad. "They need to do an exploratory scopi...
I. The Drain Amie turned to close the wooden door to her rented room. As a traveling apprentice of the Scholar's Guild she often made do with the barest accommodations; this backwater country inn was certainly no exception. The door was mounted on a sliding rail, unusual in her travels but stirring fond memories of a dairy farm near the Guild where she'd so...
*** Week Two *** I woke up Monday morning moaning and shivering. I was confused and dazed until I realized what it was -- I was just at the tail end of an orgasm. I was on my side hugging my pillow. The sheets were soaked with perspiration, my hair was clingy and wet, and I was terrified. I couldn't remember who it was, in my dream, that I had been making l...
Chapter Six The Awakening The morning came much too early for Shea, she was mixed between two very hot wet dreams. In one she was with Trish following her sexual desires and in the other she was the object of desire being had by all three of the women that were controlling this circus. The hand on her shoulder shaking her genteelly was that of Wesley, usu...
"You need something, Maryann?" "Could I have something for pain?" Her voice was small and hesitant. "I'll check. If you can, I'll bring it and then let it take effect and then," Sharon Caswell, R.N., paused with a whimsical smile of her face, "we'll do your bath." Maryann Hollander sort of laughed and then groaned, "Sharon don't make me laugh, it hurts."...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Thank you everyone for the positive feedback and comments they mean the world to me and have brightened my days. I have particularly enjoyed the comments championing Cat character, thank you for those. While this chapter may dismay some but have a little faith that our heroine is and will very much remain the beautiful and flawe...
Lie we back, smell our creation, Skin on skin and fluid spent. Two angels felled, find explanation, Pulling closer into heavens scent. ----- Melanie teeters, almost falling, longing for the rush... the headlong (sharp inward breath) downward plummeting, (pant-pant-pant) almost there, keep going... (I'll kill you if you move just one inch sideways) out o...
The mélange of smells from within my shop wafted out to greet me when I opened the door. I breathed deep letting the damp smell of the city streets--a wet mixture of rain, exhaust and humanity--be washed away. As always the comforting scents of my shop reminded me of my home, my so far away home of Sikar. Specifically my Nani's house, when the summer rains w...
Detective Inspector Amanda Jennings parked the unmarked squad car in one of the reserved parking spots, turned off the engine and waited there for several moments before stepping out of the car. She reached back in and took her mobile telephone and attached it to her belt. On the opposite side of the car her partner did the same and then both approached the...
++++++++++++++++++ The 4th chapter will focus on Chris as she lost her wings. I am very thankful for the help of my editors Dale and LaRascasse. What still is wrong or tedious is nobodies fault but my own. Thank you so much! Have fun Πανδώ⚢α ++++++++++++++++++ Golf-India-Romeo-Lima - Chap. 4: Free falling "The quickest path to self-destruction is to...