Accidental Exposure...and revelation. I got home from the office a bit early. Toeing off my heels with a sigh of relief as soon as I was through the door. It was Easter weekend coming up, so our boss had let us all finish after lunch. Some of my work colleagues had travel plans and it made sense to let everyone go early. I was pleasantly surprised to find...
I can tell from the several missed calls and unanswered texts that I am in trouble with Lynn by the time I get back to the dorm. I can't really blame her if I'm being honest. We were supposed to leave for our camping trip as soon as our classes were done and that was over an hour ago. I'm hoping she will give me a pass once I tell her all about my professor...
Thank-you for taking the time to read chapter three! I highly suggest you read '180 Degrees' parts 1 & 2 before this or you'll be lost. And while being lost isn't altogether a bad thing, missing out on how these two ladies started out would indeed, be a bad thing. As always, great thanks go out to my beta reader/editor for all her help with this. There is n...
Continuation of "My GF; Fucking & How We Met" and not recommended as a standalone work. The opening scene may be fun for all cummers, but you'll likely get very lost soon after without having read the earlier chapters. Fictional story containing graphic lesbian sex. My girl lays spread eagle, cuffed to my king-sized bed. Scarves are tied around the bedpost...
Mood Ring Chpt.1 (revised) Author's note: I was re-reading my stories because I had been away from them for so long and I am trying to complete the series when I realized that I could make some minor changes to improve the flow and readability, so I am revising my submissions. Changes are minor to content, mostly new stylistic formatting with some deletion...
Sex section is bookended with ~~~. Feel free to quit reading at that point if you're not into plot. Standard Boilerplate: Contains graphic lesbian sex to be enjoyed by legal adults. Characters not meant to resemble anyone living or dead, fictional or real. Comments welcome! I step inside out of the Seattle rain and kick off my sensible business-heels,...
My name is Fiorenza. It's Italian and it means flower. Momma loves flowers. Every summer, daisies bloom in the field behind our home. When I was little, I'd run through the field pretending I was in one of those laundry detergent commercials on TV. You know, in a flowing dress with daisies all around? I'd pick a bunch for Momma and she'd smile and say, "Renz...
Thank you for the faves and comments. No I am not falling deep into PARANORMAL this chapter, just pointing out that there is stuff we can't explain in life, and I have seen a few things. Been calming down here, and I feel better, so hopefully this gets better too. Enjoy! ~ Fogu Thursday (Tuyet POV) Wednesday, no, it's Thursday. "Oh I feel like shit....
Alexandra swiped a down jacket from the living room couch, shaking it out. "Tsk tsk," said Kira, mock-chiding her. "You're starting to act less like a guest and more like someone who lives here." Alexandra bit her lower lip. "Well, I've spent every night here since...what, Sunday? I've got a third of a closet of clothes here, a toothbrush, shampoo...so, uh...
The dark haired actress sat quietly at a corner table, enjoying her anonymity as she watched the coming and goings of the other patrons of the roadside diner. It had been a long time since she'd been able to enjoy such a simple pleasure and she wanted to make the most of it. While not a major box office draw, she had been a familiar figure on the silver sc...