It's difficult being a young college instructor, where many of your students are only four or five years younger than you. It's particularly difficult being a young femme lesbian college instructor in the English department at a liberal arts college in a relatively liberal, queer-oriented town. It becomes especially complicated when you teach a class on cr...
Jenny spent that night in the dorm, and though she could understand why April was averse to it, she found the constant background hum of activity reassuring. She slept deeply and woke up early, making it downstairs while the house was still and silent. It was a long day for her, with one class after another, and she was assigned to kitchen cleanup after din...
A swim. I was really looking forward to a swim. The day was hot and sultry with no sign of a breeze, and the next cool change seemed to be days off. It had been a hot, steamy Sydney summer, the past month been made hotter and steamier for me because it had been the month of the gay and lesbian Mardi Gras. In March each year, the city throbs to a queer beat,...
The 18 year old blonde was excited about her first day of college; the admittance process was long and tedious. She had been assigned a room but her roommate had not arrived when she left her bags in the room and she was anxious to meet her. Lori hoped that her roommate would be nice. After several hours of signing forms and orientation, Lori went to her roo...
Rather sheepishly Helen returned to the kitchen to find Sam stirring a tomato sauce for the pasta. She came up behind her friend and wrapped her arms about her. "Thank you, Sam, that was very special," she said. Sam didn't answer but she switched off the gas under the sauce and turned round and kissed Helen full on the lips. Helen responded without any th...
My name is Amanda. I'm 20 years old now, but it all started when I was 18 and still in School. I have been ordered by my Master and my Mistress - whom I serve as their personal and willing slut – to write down my most interesting jobs as a callgirl, till I met them. I'm a blonde girl with a slim but curvy body. My blonde hair is going down to my shoulders...
I don't know why they had our cheer squad assigned to the women's gymnastics event on a warm Sunday afternoon. Gymnastics is like a four ring circus with simultaneous events happening around the Forum. The crowd hardly noticed our pom-pomming and our cheer routines were weak competition for the amazing athleticism and art of the gymnastics teams performing o...
Kristin and Jenny woke up late the next morning, feeling a bit the worse for wear. Kristin especially was moving very slowly, cursing herself under her breath; she knew better than to drink so much, or to mix her drinks the way she had, but it had seemed like a good idea at the time. They dressed and made their way gingerly to the kitchen, where Elena poure...
Allie was deep in thought. She couldn't get the new girl in the coffee shop out of her mind. She first met Jenny three weeks ago while taking in her daily caffeine break, and her mind had been spinning since. Jenny is a mid-20s girl of Vietnamese background, maybe 5 feet 2, with a very athletic body; her breasts are perfect. Actually, Jen may be one of t...
You look up as I slam the door. I pull off my gloves and throw them onto the floor, my jacket following the same path. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" You cry. "Darla, just leave me alone...just...please..." I break off with a sob. I run to my room and throw myself onto my bed. I feel your hand rub my neck as I sob into my pillow. "I can't do it anymo...