This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah Pt 1. Big thanks to Bi_Cathy for proofreading This is actually the first story I Started Writing, well before the Tennis Star, but it was written long hand and had to be typed out, it took longer to publish. This is a much slower burn than my last story, but I hope it's worth it. All characters involved in explicit s...
The red Honda Civic rental car came to a halt in the dirt driveway. A small figure exited the vehicle, and sighed as she looked at where she would now be living. This was her first time seeing the ranch style house in person. It looked just like the photo the real estate agent showed her, and she was grateful for that. Weeks ago she had made the arrangements...
Madeline Prescott woke up and quickly got into her morning routine. A 5:30 kettlebell class was followed by a return home for a shower, waking her two children, preparing breakfast, getting them out the door and into the car for their ride to school. That duty was repeated with her husband thirty minutes later. Then, it was home to clean the bathrooms, vacuu...
"Coming over tonight?" "My ass is seriously dragging." I stopped looking at the Google research results on my laptop and turned my full attention to Jerrod's voice on my cell phone. "Rough practice?" "Yeah, coach had us running with full pads and taking a fucking thousand reps. Guess he didn't want another close fucking call like last Saturday." "Poor b...
I scanned the bar area but she was nowhere to be seen. I'd been covertly watching the woman for the last hour without mustering the courage to go and speak to her, now she was gone. I'd only gone out for a quiet drink on my own, book in hand, in order to get some peace and quiet from the workmen that were hammering and banging in my neighbours house, but I h...
Welcome back. Thanks to all the readers and I hope you forgive me for the long delay. I promise I will try my best to work on the next parts much faster. The second part is more about how the relationship grows. If you loved the first part, I hope you also like this one as well. For the new readers, I may suggest you to read the previous part first; or i...
This is Miss Syreata again! I guess the Amber Rose Story didn't go over so well, huh? I'll admit that I'm not the best storyteller in the world. So that means I should give up, right? Not a chance. Truth is, the story I wrote was rushed because I had another story that I had already written. It's a long story about how I rekindled my relationship with my fi...
"Separation Desolation -- Chapter Four" Note 1: Please be aware that this story is plot driven and sex is not the central focus. Note 2: The title pretty much describes the tone of this story. For those who are wondering -- there is no way I could title the first story Book I without tipping my hand there would be a Book II. Note 3: In another fairly rad...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome, friend, to Chapter Five. If you haven't read Chapters One through Four, you'll be lost, and I worry you don't understand how Chapters work. Are you okay friend? As usual, I've updated...