Note: This story has a romantic plot and there's quite some build-up before the sex so, heads up! Please feel free to give comments or feedback regarding my writing. Thanks, and I hope you enjoy this one! *** One Here we go, I thought as soon as I saw Hailey Byrne. I had spent the better part of Monday morning waiting for this moment while stuck behind a...
Welcome back again! Since you are here, I'm assuming you've read Parts 1 and 2 of this story, and you probably hate me a bit right now. I would too. I'm glad you came back anyway! And at least this wasn't too long of a wait, was it? This is the eagerly anticipated conclusion of The Trainer. As always, I'd love to hear what you think! I enjoy every comment an...
Hello, everybody! It has been a long time since I have submitted a work to the site. I am sorry for the delay. Life has thrown a lot of unexpected turns in my direction, and I have had so little time to work on my stories. Hopefully this will make up for the long wait for those of you who have been so supportive of my long ago efforts. Hopefully I do not dis...
Chapter 1 Under normal circumstances the palatial frontage of the Hotel de Crillon would have been intimidating enough but I now looked at it with added trepidation. I took a deeper breath and tried to relax my stride not helped by my new stilettos. I smiled to myself as I imagined the reaction my expenses chit would elicit. The shoes were plain black wit...
Age Disclaimer: All characters engaging in any sexual acts described in this story are at least eighteen years of age. If it had been anyone else besides Amanda calling to wake Hayley up after two, maybe three hours of sleep and dared to be cheery while Hayley wanted nothing more than to be allowed to be aggressively pissed off at everyone and everythin...
I could see myself reflected in the golden elevator doors and I smirked at myself. Behind me, I could see the expensive marble floor, the impressive (if a little gauche) Corinthian columns, and the gilded trim that was stretched around the perimeter of the lobby. Everything, including me, had a slightly gold-metallic tinge from the reflection, giving everyth...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place many years ago in the past. It is rather long, but it features many characters who appear in several of my other stories. The FTA, as mentioned in the beginning of the story, stands for Future Teachers of America. As always, if large age differences and butch/femme dynamic is not your thing, please skip this story. For e...
You wouldn't think that buying a silly ole ankle bracelet in big old Chi-town would be a problem. Well, here's what we found. A lot of stores in the neighborhood aren't open on Sundays. Fine jewelry stores didn't carry them. There was a place that wanted $74 dollars for something that neither of us liked. I did see a store we'd go back to when this adventure...
Author's Note Thank you for all the encouraging emails and comments. I apologise this chapter took so long. Special thank you to Maonaigh for editing (I tinkered post edit). Enjoy and please, please let me know what you think. **************************** "Zara, two o'clock is the earliest I can manage, sorry hen," the man apologised in...
*** Author's Note *** Hi all! Just to warn you now, this is a rather long story that deals far more with the emotional bonding and slow progression of passion building up as the two women fall in love. There is a considerable amount of dialogue and I have inserted the first initials of the characters speaking in ( ) beside the dialogue at many points to hel...