This is Part Two of "True Baseball Love". This story might be able to stand on its own, but I would encourage reading Part I first if you have access to archives. Again, I welcome all comments. And to my fans who enjoyed "True Baseball Love" and sent me encouraging comments, please let me know if Part II did Part I justice and if there should be further edit...
Angie stared into the remains of her pint of Directors, hoping that the dark amber liquid would hold the answers to the questions that were boiling inside her like bubbling lava. She had absolutely no idea how she had ended up sitting in this bar, staking out the entrance of the hotel opposite. Oh, she knew the physical journey she had taken but the emotion...
Turning Contest: A Former Student Summary: A Professor bumps into ex-student and seduces her sweetly. Thanks to: Thanks to hfernandez1983 for the story idea suggestion. Thanks to 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, and Wayne for editing. THE TURNING CONTEST is a week-long competition between five MILF best friends over who can turn more straight teens, c...
(FF, FFF, exhibitionism, toys, threesome, drugs, violence, death, destruction of a high-grade printer) AUTHOR NOTE: If you like this hilariously grim little tale, read some of my other equally uninspired fiction: After the Party Daphne's New Life How I Spent My Summer Vacation by Carol Hitchcock A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad Screwing My Ex T...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 9 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MORNING BANTER TO BRING THE WEEK TO A CLOSE 9 and I awoke aroun...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 7 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MY LOVER PAYS ME A VISIT -- OR WAS IT THE HEAD OF HR? I spent a...
A Death, Baked Bob, and the Personal Ad Part 2 – Baked Bob To The Rescue! (F/F, oral, anal, exhibitionism, jewelry, drugs, tattoos, piercings, food, bad accents) DISCLAIMER – This is a fictional story to be read and enjoyed. If you can't read, stop reading. If you can't enjoy, stop reading. If you don't like any of the story codes mentioned above, stop re...
Denise lay in bed in her room at the "Ramada Inn" in "Eugene, Oregon," staring at the seam of light shining between the closed drapes and the side of the window frame. This seam of light bothered her because she liked sleeping in complete darkness and quiet. However, neither was possible in motel rooms. Denise was a night person who still had the vitality a...
Author's Note: This is the third part of this story. Parts 1 and 2 are in Romance. This part is entirely about a lesbian relationship. Evelyn and Bridget meet about halfway through Part 2. Reading those parts, which have straight sex, will help understanding this. ***** Briefly, Bridget Casey is at the East Hampton, New York ocean-front house of Peter an...
Note that the following events took place in the late 1980s to the early 1990s, before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** "Did Col. Stevens say what he wanted to see me about?" I asked, wondering what could be going on. "No," said Cheryl, "b...