Sangitta had been brought up a good Sikh. She had the values and the religious beliefs. She had been allowed to go to school but it was a predominately white college and she had not made many friends. Those friends that she had made she had to keep secret and make sure that her parents did not find out about them. What her parents did not know was that she w...
... She can't help thinking to herself what it is the girl wants with her. She looks into her gaze from across the table, wondering too, what the girl might be thinking. "Are intentions clear, is it just a night of uninhibited sex? Will they say good bye tomorrow and go their separate ways?" She wonders if that is all there'll ever be for them, after both ha...
April was crying as her parents gave her hell for flunking her senior year in high school. Her heart sank when her mother announced, "I spoke to your teachers and was told about a school camp for girls like you. It is not summer school but is a private camp that teaches you all that you need to know to get your diploma. You will live there and they are very...
Layla was a licensed car mechanic, who operated out of a large garage near to the edge of Omen City. She wasn't affiliated with any company, and she was the only worker, but she got by from a combination of her constant hard work and the loyalty of the local civilians. Most of the people near to her shop were happy to have her do all of their repairs, upkeep...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are aged 18 or older. June 1 "Dad, I just had a great idea!" Samantha Barker exclaimed, her long brown hair trailing her entrance, as perky as ever. "What's got yo...
"What a beautiful sight!" Molly Ingles immediately hit the brakes on the tow-truck she was driving to make certain that what she thought she saw she was really seeing! Yes, there up ahead on the lonely stretch of highway here in rural Nevada was a car parked on the side of the road with its hood up --- nothing particularly beautiful about that --- but chec...
The big Jag pulled into an empty parking place at the top of the cliff. The Irish sea roiled under storm clouds beyond the guard rail. A woman emerged from the powerful car and walked hesitantly to the rail, tall and graceful in high heels. She was old now, nearing her fifty-first birthday, but still striking, body lush and curvy, the legs still well toned i...
Chapter 1 A girl stands in front of a metal gate. She is alone. Simply dressed in a faded denim jacket, black leggings and grubby trainers. On her shoulder hangs a white PVC bag. The word 'SLUT' in huge black letters has been scribbled on the bag. At 18 years old she should have grown out of her selfish disposition but she looks grumpy and resentful, still...
This story follows on from 'Susan Shops for Underwear' * Susan is angry; angry with the shop girl; angry with herself. She had wanted the girl to touch her. Susan had never been with another girl, but right there and then she had wanted that touch and the girl had seen that want and had taken advantage of it. Susan feels ashamed at having been so obvio...
What are we willing to do when we can be someone else? Who are we able to be when no one knows who you are? Being in a strange place with no attachments can be very freeing. A limited time to be someone else, to explore the person you never were and always wanted to be. The only problem is, what if you fall in love while you're there? ***** A pile of cloth...