Settle in, my sweet lebbis and gents, for we are charting some new territory. This is a heart-wrencher, and a period piece. New story, new characters, old era. I'm taking you way back to my early, early years for this one. Not that I'm ancient, mind you whippersnappers. If you were around to enjoy the mid-1980s, welcome back. If not, take my word for it: the...
"Monica." The sound of her name caused Monica Doyle to look up from the envelopes she'd just removed from the mailbox and glance past the open vestibule door into the hallway beyond. The twenty-four year old smiled when she saw the white haired septuagenarian stepping out of the front apartment, but delayed a response until the woman closed and locked her d...
This is part three of The Second Domino. I apologise for taking so long with it as I've been caught up with Delicate Touches but I've made my changes and feel I've gone as far as I can with the Domino Series. I may revisit Ruth at some point in a breakout story but that's for later. For those interested in trivia, the last part of this was actually written i...
Evie and Stella have spent the night making love but in the morning Stella is awoken by Evie's live in landlady, Diane who is also a police sergeant. Stella and Diane have a history dating back to Stella's drinking days when she came up against Diane and lost badly. However all that is water under the bridge as Stella prepares to interview Nicki as a replace...
I flopped down among the purple pillow forest that was my queen bed, and opened the increasingly scant classified section. Tapping a red pen to my lips, I immediately crossed out all the jobs offered through temp agencies. After several extremely unsuccessful experiences I was pretty sure they only stayed in business by collecting and distributing personal i...
Prologue: She'd finally gone; or more to the point I'd managed to exorcise her from my thoughts, from my consciousness, at least to a degree. Initially I'd managed to reach a stage where she wasn't my every waking thought or the last thing that crossed my mind before I managed to descend into sleep; a sleep that invariably had her coursing through my dream...
Saturday morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains. Lisa rolled over and reached out for Judy. Her hand found only empty sheets. As ever her lover was up and about. Lisa wished she'd stay in bed awhile. Sometimes the early morning cuddles were the best. She rolled over and winced as the bruises on her buttocks reminded her of how extreme las...
Author's note: Welcome to the second of three chapters about a relationship between consenting adult women. I should mention that this is a fictional story about a fictional approach to a very real problem. Also, there's a pronounced 'domination/submission' element to the story, so if that's not your thing I encourage you to find something more to your tast...
This story is a little longer but I've decided to keep it in one piece to avoid losing the rhythm. It's told in the First Person from the viewpoint of Ellen and because it's set in 1963 I've tried to keep the language as real as possible. The inspiration behind this story came from a picture of a ticket to the dinner JFK was supposed to attend the night of t...
This opus is as always fiction all parties involved in sexual relations are of legal age (18+). This story contains Greek mythology if that turns you off it's time to leave. I have a hard time not developing my characters I know some of you want short reads they are not available here. I personally like romance so if you want D/s or S&m wrong place here. I h...