This is the third part of a multi-part story. The first five parts are the initial book. I am adding parts as things develop with these characters. This part begins the day after part 2 ends. There is zero sex in this part, which deals with a mother's struggle to accept her daughter. Kathleen Nelson: A Mother's Struggle Sunday, 1 p.m. Early on the afterno...
Mary Morgan sat near the front of the congregation contemplating the choir to her right – or, more particularly, one single member of the choir – her daughter-in-law, Chelsea. Chelsea had been married to Mary's step-son, David Collins, for three years and for all of that time Mary had been fantasising about getting the beautiful young woman naked and into be...
The following are stories or chapters of my life based on true-life experiences with some of my own fantasies added in so as to embellish and satisfy my own lust. It took me a while to write this first chapter as I could only get so far along before getting so turned on that I had to take break and take care of business. Now that I got this first chapter out...
I didn't want to be friends with Nicole at first. We're both tall blondes in our 30's, only she's a little bit taller, a little bit blonder, and a little bit thinner. I was jealous. I work hard going to the gym and eating right to maintain my status as an 8 while she's a effortless 9.5 on the attractiveness scale. I only asked her to coffee because she w...
Hijabi, that's what the world calls women like myself. We who wear the hijab as a sign of feminine piety and chastity in accordance to the rules of Islam. Yet so often, people pay more attention to what's on my head than they do about what's in it. My name is Halima Abdullah, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, provinc...
Just say it, Murphy thought to herself as her moms, Amber and Mandy, dressed in gray tweed suits, sat directly in front of her in their living room. Murphy had moved home and stayed home ever since Nathan died and since her miscarriage. And now, all their lives would change forever... "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" asked Amber, reaching forward and taking her...
Editor's note: A Sexual Reckoning ended with peace in the family and everyone in touch with their own sexuality and each others'. Everyone except Grandma Edwina. While there's no sexual activity in this very short epilogue, it ties up that loose end with the help of Reverend Mann, the recently-appointed pastor of the family church. If anyone ever wanted to...
She's a busy sort, utilizing the finite minutes of each day, always directed, the day's agenda planned at the office in the morning, or sometimes the previous evening, with me aware of it when I see that distracted look in her eyes. Sometimes I think this relationship is ridiculous, too many places where the quilts don't match. But it goes on. Three years no...
The buzzing of the phone on the night table rudely dragged Joyce Madison back to the conscious world. Reaching out from the bed, she lifted the receiver and dragged the headset back under the sheets where she had buried her throbbing head only six hours before. "Hello?" the forty-seven-year-old brunette said in a groggy voice. "Good morning, Mrs. Madison,...
Hello, there. How are you today? My name is Jocelyn Winston. I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the City of Boston, Massachusetts, but have lived in Canada for the past eight years. I am twenty six years old and hold dual American/Canadian citizenship, which isn't as cool as it sounds come tax time. I study bus...