This is the second part of a four part story, so it won't make sense if you don't read that first. All characters are over 18. ***** The morning light began to stream through the bedroom window as I regained consciousness. It wasn't my bed, but that didn't alarm me. I was alone, though, and that I didn't like. I started to sit up, but the air was cold, so...
Thank you to raconteuse for editing, advice, encouragement and more. It will be nine months, tomorrow. Nine months since Ava passed. She was 83 years old when breast cancer took her. By the end, that lively (at times, almost fierce) spirit of hers took a beating. So, when she finally surrendered the fight, it was something of a mercy. I won't try to...
Author's Notes; This is the third and final story in the Mid-life in Crisis series. Again, due to time constraints, my wife is the only editor for this story. If there are mistakes, I take full responsibility for them. Please remember this is a copywrited work of fiction and all legal disclaimers apply. I hope you enjoy the story. My first ever Blog entr...
"You can't really mean this? What about Jessica and Rebecca" My husband growled. "Yes, I'm positive of the way I feel...and our daughters will spend equal time with both of us. You'll get to see them a lot more than you do now..." "Jesus Lori, where did I go wrong?" He said sadly. "It's not just you...I'm just as much at fault here..." I stated. I gue...
This is the lost year from Jody's side. Much of it doesn't include Ellie. She there though, when they start crossing paths again. This goes from some of Finding Ellie, Parts 1 and 2 of Simmering Inferno and all of Healing Touch. It's long. I couldn't do the story right without it being long. I also didn't want to publish in 2 parts, I didn't want it to lose...
Thank-you for taking the time to read chapter three! I highly suggest you read '180 Degrees' parts 1 & 2 before this or you'll be lost. And while being lost isn't altogether a bad thing, missing out on how these two ladies started out would indeed, be a bad thing. As always, great thanks go out to my beta reader/editor for all her help with this. There is n...
Chapter 1: Cookies & Spice The girl in the green cardigan with the rolling cart makes her way down the main street in the village of Durbin. This is the Durbin of the out-of-the-way, of where Starbucks is unlikely to penetrate, a place pleasantly apart. Down the street she rolls, looking this way and that for where hope rests, a gathering expectation in...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think that such material might be offensive to you please look for another story. ***** Chapter One The later than normal train had the benefit of some spare seats and I was glad of the opportunity to stare vacantly out of the window. My visit to the doctor that morning h...
*** Week Four *** I awoke Monday with a jolt -- crap, the band box, my empty bed, and sore. Gloriously, satisfyingly sore. Stand in the shower, let the hot water beat down on me and smile sore. Use my fingers to coax a spend, blissfully and thoroughly sore. Think of Lily and all that the weekend had been sore. Dress, drive, stop for coffee, and hurry to wor...
Another day, another story pops into my head at the most inopportune moment possible. I swear my muse is conspiring against me. The last time I need a story idea is when I am in a meeting debating which feature to prioritise for our next sprint. Nevertheless, here it is. I hope you like it. Please do consider dropping a vote and a comment on your way out. T...