My life fell into a kind of strange rhythm. In the morning, they lined us up. The cold water was always a shock, but at least it got us clean, at least it washed out all the filth left on us from the previous day. As they toweled us dry, the servants would gossip about the latest scandal; bets at the games, trysts in the castle, bastards born in the street....
All I could see were mirrors, yet the voice resounded in the room. I could hear a woman speaking to me. She'd tell me to walk in one direction, yet I wouldn't be able to get past myself, my own image. Offering words of encouragement, she tolerated my inability to overcome my own obstacles. "Try, Kate. I'm just on the other side," she'd say. With determinatio...
“Come on silly hurry up we’re going to be late!” I called out to my friend Katie. My parents had planned for us to go to our cottage for a few days and had asked if I wanted to bring anyone with me. Having just broken up with my boyfriend due to being extremely bored with guys in general, I had decided to invite Katie to come with us instead. “I’m coming,...
"Let's try this one." My feet were already aching as we entered the hundredth shop today. I turned to Amelia and sighed. "I know I suggested shopping but you never said it would turn into a marathon. I want to sit down! Can't we have a coffee or something first?" Her face crumpled with disappointment before she smiled again, as if a light bulb had appeared...
The car looked familiar as I walked to the drive at the side of our house. Mine was parked further back as if to make room. I was intrigued. "I had been away for a few days on a business trip to Belgium and I had got a flier to return early after completion of the job. My mobile was not getting a service so I could not do an ET. I was in a hurry to get home...
Sophie was distraught at the thought of losing Emmaline to the women Christine said would be their lifelong enemies. To think that only days before they had shared their first kiss, and now it was likely she may never see her again, or even worse that an encounter would result in having to actually fight her former best friend. Despite all those misgivings...
My girlfriend Laura is a beautiful young thing with hair the color of hay fields and eyes that resemble sapphires. Her breasts are designed as if they were meant for my hands alone, for they fit perfectly in my palms. Her waist is well defined and slim, with sloping hips and long, slim legs. For a lesbian, I have a weird desire to play with her ass. I fixate...
Tina was sitting listening to the thunder storm raging outside the window she was relaxing, after a long week at work there was a major reconstruction of the office and it was chaotic, she had a glass of wine and a box of her favorite chocolates and the cold wet evening could have been a million miles away. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, Tina reluct...
Call me Ayaan, if you would, please. I see a lot of Muslims shortening or simplifying their names to please Westerners, and I shake my head at such a trend. If your name is Mohammed, don’t let some punk with a last name like Williamson or O’Connell call you Mo, either at work or at home or anywhere else. Make them respect enough to say your name properly. Cu...
Background Note: My name is J.C., and I'm a 40-something woman living in a major city on the east coast of the United States. I am a senior executive at a major healthcare company, so I have to be discreet. Several years ago, my marriage ended suddenly for reasons I don't want to go into here. Up until then, I had a very conventional, monogamous, "vanilla" s...