The fluorescent lights in the library provided scant illumination in the waning hours of the Oklahoma day. In fact, although it was only 6 pm in November, Fumiko could barely see the print on the fluid dynamics textbook in front of her. For all it was worth, the book was like a useless stone slab. She had been using her cell phone to provide some manual ligh...
Early Morning A click on the door was made when Sachiko opened the door of shared apartment with her girlfriend, Hazuki. After of their night activities, Sachiko woke up early to cook breakfast for them. She took at peek at their fridge for her ingredients. When she opened the fridge, she found it empty. So she decided to shop for their groceries. It's 10 o...
The entire thing could be seen from her position. The leaves whispered to each other in the slight wind, and the half moon melted over her. A cat hissed on the grass many feet below. The man looked dangerous, and Lexi knew he had a gun. That’s how he’d forced her from his car and up into her apartment. He’d bound her to the four-poster bed with blood red el...
Dubbed, "Shirley Muldowney, Jr" by her racing peers, Daria was making quite a name for herself as the only woman on the male-dominated NASCAR circuit. When a race started, rather than dropping to the inside of the track on a corner, like other drivers, Daria chose the center line and dropped the pedal to the floor. While exceedingly unorthodox, it usually...
I can tell you when my dream of becoming a geisha began. It was James Clavell’s fault. If he had never written Shôgun and Richard Chamberlain had never brought Anjin-san to such vivid life, I’d have never made that vow to myself. The vow to one day go to Japan and learn how to become a geisha. Of course, I had to live the rest of my life, while keeping my...
1942, Brazil Sister Beatriz looked out to the hills as she often did these days. It was high enough she could see sky. She wondered if God was really there at this moment. These days, with Vargas as well as all that was happening with Europe, America, and Japan, she often wondered about it a lot. As an ordained nun, she was supposed to be faithful to the en...
"God this is boring." Amanda McIntyre thought to herself as she reached for another drink. For the hundredth time, she cursed Jim Peterson for getting sick two days before the trade delegation was to leave for Osaka. Then she cursed her boss, Bill O'Hare who had volunteered her to take Jim's place. Nine days in Japan and she hadn't been included in any disc...
Hello again! I'm Kenzi Kittle, and I'm not at all ashamed to admit that I'm a young woman with an actual 'lesbian sugar mama' who takes care of me and pays my bills! My Sugar Mama's name is Mrs. Dallas Morgenstern, and she's an older lady (in her mid-fifties) from my hometown of Latrelle, Pennsylvania. Thanks to her, I got a scholarship to attend State Unive...
The sight of us, I'm sure, was a little hard to take. Two tall, beautiful, tanned blonde girls, lying on a blanket in our bikinis, sunbathing, reading, talking, laughing. It was so hot out that October (in the San Francisco Bay area, the temperatures can shoot up into the 90s), that we couldn't help it. And, by the end of our first month as roommates, we wer...
Sara is my wife. Now, I don't mean to get all in a huff and political, but that's how it is. I changed my last name, moved in with her, and am, in every fashion, for her. My name is Shelby, and I lay each night with an angel. Sara and I met online. Risky, we know, but it wasn't like we sought one another out in some lesbian single's site or on some horrible...