*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* *.*.* "Again, Mr. Sullivan, your name is not on the lease. Your name is not on ANY the paperwork with Prescott P...
--Preface-- Once again, thank you all for your feedback and comments -- they are what motivate me to keep writing! This one took a while to get across the finish line, so thank you for your patience (and encouragement!). This story has been percolating in my head for a while, and when I heard Paul Simon's Graceland on the radio one day, the lyrics helped m...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. The author does condone consenting adults doing basically whatever they want to each other in the privacy of their own home. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** I love Game of Thrones. It is by f...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. "Alice's Restaurant" "She shoots, she sco...
It was late at night, but the issue of Lauren was nagging Wendy as she wasn't able to sleep. Wendy texted Cynthia, "pls call." It didn't take long for Cynthia to call back. "Wendy, what's up?" "It's about Lauren. I need your help." "What happened?" "She's really coming onto Sarah. I... I don't want to lose Sarah to Lauren." "You need to step it up, Wend...
First of all, I call myself a slut, not with shame, but with pride. Webster's defines slut as first, a slovenly girl, second as a promiscuous girl, then as a prostitute and a saucy girl, and finally a minx - which sounds to me like a small furry animal. I don't know where they get off with slovenly, I mean, I have very high standards of personal cleanliness,...
It had been an evening straight out of a romance novel, Miranda Wagner thought to herself. Seated in the back of a stretch limousine with a crystal champagne flute in her hand, Miranda admired her professionally manicured nails as well as the sparkling diamonds and pearls adorning her wrists, ears and sleek neck. As her mysterious man of the evening filled...
Introduction (A quick update for anyone who has not read Heather's Busy Week) Heather classes herself as being "well on the lezzie side of bi". She has just had a busy week indeed. Since last Friday evening she has taken no fewer than seven lovers: Rita (an old flame of hers); Alex (Rita's current boyfriend); Eleanor (Alex's mum); Gill (a lady cricketer an...
Chapter One (Friday 18th October 2002) Walking to the Dolly Blue, full of anticipation, Viola regretted her usual day-to-day clobber. If she had known she was going to be invited out on a date she would have dressed rather differently. That is to say, she would have if she'd known she was going to be invited out on "the" date she couldn't possibly refuse....
An episode in the continuing saga of Cara, and this one includes a couple of women from previous stories, her underling Laura and the butch elevator mechanic Phyl, but the star of the show is as always, Cara. If you have read some of the earlier episodes, some of those get tied in with this but this should stand alone. *** Cara is a very real librarian wit...