Someday my prince (princess?) will come * Author's Note I've been in a bit of a silly mood again and this time it has resulted in a fairy tale. It's a strange fairy tale, full of anachronisms, princesses who talk to animals, a ninja, and bits of my oddball humor. And it's all topped off with a suitably romantic fairy tale ending. There's also quite a buil...
This is the second chapter of the first story I have ever written and I would be extremely pleased to have feedback about this story. Reading the first part would be a help to you before reading the second chapter. I hope this chapter is not too long. Tell me what you liked or did not like. What I could do better. What my strengths or weaknesses are. What yo...
A collection of scenes celebrating the beauty of girl on girl love. Wrom: XFGGMEP ..."Here, have a glass of wine and I'll draw the bath." Yvette was enticed by this strange sexual prospect. She had never told Peter, but she had a bisexual experience with another girl in she was younger. Yvette was always very alluring and sought after by older boys. Peter...
May 30, 2007 * Please note, the following story has graphic sexual content. If you are younger than 18, please do not read any further. This story I kind of long. Copyright by the author, May 2007 * I was on the couch with Crissy. We had grown up together, she was my next-door neighbor, and, and our families were super tight. We had spent a lot of wonde...
May Bujold softly sang an old tune as she watered the last of the numerous plants that filled the small three-room apartment. Not for the first time she thought, what the apartment lacked in size, it more than made up for in character. The plants, as well as the furnishings and other curios that filled it, reflected the tastes and interests of the occupant....
She looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, sometimes turning this way, sometimes that. She smoothed her blouse down over her stomach, feeling only flat and hard-won muscle. Her breasts, finally healed from the surgery, defied gravity in a way that they hadn't since she was eighteen. A long time ago. They were still tender, unfamiliar. They made the...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much, kindly stop reading now. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's i...
I need to get laid. Badly. It's been nearly four months, and I'm horny as fuck. I don't usually mind the winter dry spell, that time between the holidays and the first sunny days of spring when it's too cold and wet and gray here in Seattle to go out at night. It's a chance to focus on myself, a little enforced me time. Curling up with a good book and a gla...
++++++++++++++++++ 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...
(Thanks as ever to Lisa Jones for her advice and encouragement; and for playing severely practical warm-weather Shackleton to my airily romantic Scott.) Miss Burns retrieved the two bags of shopping from the car and carried them in through the front door of the cottage she shared with Miss Weston. The smell of burning bread alerted her as soon as she went...