- 6 - Christy Introduces Melissa to Gina **That Saturday -- Continued** I wasn't prepared to hear what Melissa just said. I didn't think I had described Gina in such a way that she would want to meet her. I mean, I guess there was no harm in the matter, but what was the purpose behind Melissa wanting to meet her? "Why do you want to meet her?" I asked, d...
As Christine, an 18 year old beauty, reads the note that had been left in her locker, she remembers how she became Margo's slave. It was 6 months ago; they were at Margo's house to study when on a whim Christine kissed Margo, who said, "Whoa, I'm not into girls." Christine, "I know, I just wanted to kiss you. It doesn't mean anything." Margo, "Is there a...
It was late in the evening in mid-June, as I stepped outside to head across to the neighbour's house. I had watched people walking in and out all afternoon in tuxedos and beautiful ball gowns. The new neighbours were rich beyond belief, having built a glorious house in our small neighbourhood. All afternoon I had been searching high and low for a half-decent...
My tattered dress hung from my shoulders across my breasts and down my dirt-stained thighs. I thought of my failed marriage to a man who couldn't give but only knew his own needs. I thought of the children I gave birth to and how they probably wondered what happened to mama that she would disappear leaving them not even a letter to remember her by. I had bee...
"I made...something..." "You made...something...?" The sight of Melanie with a spatula made Jocelyn cringe. With Melly in the kitchen, it was a wonder the fire alarm wasn't blaring. "What kind of something did you make?" Jocelyn asked, with palpable trepidation. "I don't know exactly." Melanie turned her back on Jocelyn as she hovered over the glass po...
I went back to my chamber in a sombre mood. It was utterly unreasonable of me to be jealous, and I was not even sure that I was; something else was going on. It was plain that Ayesha and Jess loved each other. What I had seen was not simple lust at work. God knows, I knew enough about that and I recognised, perhaps all the more so after my encounter with A...
“Lay off my brother,” shouted Shayna Bastien, and the tall, dark-skinned Haitian-American tomboy exploded into action. Caesar Bastien, as usual, was about to be taken out by some fools, all because of a bitch named Stacey Flores. Hooking up with married women is one of Caesar’s pass-times. Now he’s got to face the music. The skinny, dreadlocked brother lay o...
My Cheerleader * Author's Note I've been feeling the need for a short and sweet middle-aged romance for a while. Nothing overly complicated. No 'girl meets girl, girl almost loses girl, no wait, girl is back' kind of a story. Just short and sweet. And it helps to start with a couple of characters who already have the sweetness thing down—Dani and Ava....
"Move your wet, beautiful self off of me," April said. "Hmm...don't want to," Mary France said. "And I don't want you to...but if you don't, you will never hear about the new girl because we will be making each other come all night...and it's still the middle of the afternoon!" April smiled up at Mary France. "It's still early. We have time," Mary France...
Becky Martin had just celebrated her first year as a Jefferson County Sheriff's Deputy. She was a 24 year old college graduate who decided to take police officer training after college and become a law enforcement officer. She knew that her diminutive size might be a problem, but when the sheriff's office contacted her during the first week after her graduat...