***** This is one of the kind of chapter that I usually dread writing. You get a bunch of relative strangers together in something where there are things going on and you need to find a way to get things said and out of the way. This time, I just gave in to the notion that things don't happen with any synchronicity between a lot of folks concurrently. Ther...
2013 Two to tango Part 1 Chapter 1 "Damn weather!" Jeanine grumbled as she made her way through the lunch hour crowd in the sweltering heat. What had possessed her to accept her friend's invitation for lunch when she could have sent her assistant to pick up a salad at the snack bar on the ground floor of her building and eaten at her desk in the comfort o...
Hi Everyone, This story follows on directly from where Sorority Pledge part 6 finished, so this will make much more sense if you read the earlier parts first. As always I love getting comments and messages from you all about my stories, especially from other girls! So please feel free to let me know what you think. Thanks and I hope you enjoy, Love and...
More than most of my stories, I owe a debt of gratitude to my editors, Terry and Snow. They did much more than just check spelling. Both of them helped to refine and improve the story. This is the first story where I substantially rewrote it once I had a version done. That turns out to be quite a bit harder than writing it in the first place. In particular,...
Note: All individuals involved in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This story contains the themes of cheating and lesbian activities so if such things offend you, you may want to move on. Please note this is mainly a romance and is a slow build. If you're looking for sex every page this isn't your kind of story. There is ample s...
Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...