At this moment in time, my hands shaking on the keyboard, I muse. I romanticize that I am going to see her. Then the romance goes away, and I see the facts, not the emotions. The reality kicks in. Oh yeah, she was serious. She doesn't want me and for good reason. She is in a 24 hour in patient program with no date of release. In the dream, this fantasy tha...
Chapter One (October 2001, Lancashire) Walking down the usual, everyday street Heather caught sight of her reflection in the usual, everyday shop window. And modesty aside, she was impressed. Tall, raven-haired and needing no makeup at all she cut an impressive figure. Even in her student togs she was a sight to be seen; self-supporting, not needing a bra,...
Elizabeth Walker felt the tension drain from her body as she settled into the wrought iron deck chair. She was on the patio at Sven’s, an upscale bistro overlooking the San Francisco Bay. Situated far enough away from Fisherman’s Wharf to escape the brunt of tourist traffic, the dining was upscale but still casual. She wasn’t really dressed for dining out, b...
Hey everyone, this is my first ever story so please don't be too critical, but I do appreciate the feedback. Let me know what you think. Also all characters in the story that are involved in sex are of the age of consent which is 18. This is just the first chapter of many. There isn't any sex in this chapter because I'm just introducing the characters, but I...
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....
"Oh no, oh no..." Aya adjusted herself as she hurried down the hall, her eyes scanning for somewhere empty while her brown hair sashayed back and forth from turning her head. She put her hands on the front of her blue skirt and stopped in the middle of the hallway, desperate to find somewhere private. Bathroom? No, gangs of other girls were probably in there...
Below us, the smoke from the fires I had kindled obscured the view, but I could see above us four archers keeping up a steady fire. I scrambled up the hillside, with the help of my rescuer. Two thoughts occurred simultaneously. They knew who I was, and they had wanted to save me. For the first time since the assault on the convoy began, I breathed a sigh of...
There were two hard frosts that St Stephen's Day: the first, literal on the ground in the dawning, and the second, metaphorical at Westminster Abbey. Ealdgyth made it plain from the moment she awoke that she would in no wise countenance attendance at the wedding. It seemed otiose to comment that we had not been invited, and might, indeed, have been counter-...
__ Warning: A few things in this story might offend some people. Things like male-bashing, intolerance to non-smart people, stereotyping. But considering the perverted sexual things you’re here for, I don’t think it will be too big of an issue. No sex in this chapter. Mount Olympus, 2021, Throne room _“_Athena Darling, can you pass over one-eighth of that wa...
Author's note: thanks for all the positive feedback. I'll keep this story going for as long as people are interested! Enjoy. The situation only grew more turbulent. Melinda knew she had no hope of escaping during the altercation, and frustration fueled arousal as Anne pushed things further. The taller, more physically capable woman dragged Melinda a few...