Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...
Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...
(Author's note: This is intended for lesbians who have difficulties arising from severe church indoctrination that has affected their ability to accept their lesbianism. In Iowa, their Supreme Court opened up same sex equality. Fundamentalists launched a campaign to remove those justices who voted in favor of this, and succeeded. At the present time, an avow...
Authors Note: The Queen Consort named in this story is Elisabeth of Austria, married to Charles IX, who ruled France during a period of protestant uprisings, and lives in infamy for his vicious reprisals. His wife, though sharing his strong Catholic faith, was known for her piety, naivety and beauty. It is this innocence that makes her so attractive a figure...
Chapter 2. Note to readers: "Yaya" (γιαγια) = Greek "grandma". Phoebe and I kissed good-night in the hallway, after looking both ways to make sure nobody was watching. I would've gladly followed her into her room — I enjoy sleeping with people, not just "sleeping with" them — but she stopped me at the doorway. "There's no room. In the morning?" So I kissed...
My intent with these is to write some stories in historical time periods. Obviously, time will tell if I manage it, so wish me luck. I apologize that I haven't done a lot of research for this, but hey, you're not paying for this, are you. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! -Tricia I am looking for a proofreader or two. If you're interested, please send me a note. -...
My name is Danica Haverhill. A six-foot-one, chubby and big-bottomed yet still very good-looking Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. A lot of people think of me as an uptight bitch with too much time and money on her hands. Maybe they're right. Whatever. I don't let it get to me because I've been called worse in my day. Much worse, actu...
Jodie's face pinched in exasperation. She leaned back and looked along the row of desks in search of a colleague who wasn't busy on the phone. Alex, sitting at the desk immediately to her right, took his headset off and asked her what the trouble was. "It's my computer –The whole screen's frozen! That's the fourth time!" "Call the helpdesk. Do you have th...
Elizabeth Jones woke at 6.29am as usual, precisely 1 minute before her alarm clock was due to perform its now pointless task. Her meticulous morning routine swung into action. Stretching herself to remove the last remnants of sleep, she removed her long cotton nightdress, donned her towelling robe and proceeded to the bathroom. Although not conscious of the...
I was seriously bored. Don't get me wrong, I loved my wife, Sarah, and being her little housewife was an erotic treat. I loved outfits with short skirts and briefer briefs, and the hot sex was wonderful. I enjoyed the writing, and the Agent liked the historical novel series I was producing; but I was bored. I blamed the Government. Six months earlier, the D...