Siobhan has agreed to go out with Lisa for dinner with her friend, Diane who has recently come out as gay. Lisa however feels as if the date is a step too far, especially when she stays overnight at Siobhan's place and then she makes a surprise discovery. The date night drew nearer and with every day, Lisa felt as if she was being pulled by invisible string...
Sigrid has invited Moira to a wedding but whilst she is attracted to her, she still feels somewhat restricted by her own personal ethics and history. However as the wedding draws nearer it becomes apparent that Moira is very much the kind of person who makes the rules up as she goes. In lieu of the fact I mixed up Maggie and Frankie I decided to modify the b...
God Loves All His Children: Santa Muerte The air-conditioner hummed in Dr Cynthia Parnell's office. Turned up all the way, it made an overbearing noise. From the window, certain shops and businesses could be seen. In their windows, carved pumpkins grinned at the sweating passers-by. To open a window would be to let hot air in. Dr Parnell checked the electr...
This work is inspired by Calliope St. James' (aka LunaCeMore's) excellent romance series about Chrissy and Maria: How I Met My Mommy, My New Little Life, My Life as Her Good Girl, and My Little Panda Girl, a well-crafted and sensitive exploration of a budding MDLG (Mommy-domme-little-girl) relationship. I found myself troubled by the (mild) punishment elemen...
This is a continuation of Whom You Least Expect, I strongly suggest you read that story first then read this one (it's edited in American English finally). This is one of the hardest things I had ever done; trying to give a second part to what I believed was a finished story. All around I tried to maintain the same light mood from the original, and keep the...
With full acknowledgements for the inspiration of this story, to Colleen Thomas, and her 'Irish Eyes'. My apologies if she is offended. Prologue. It was just turned three-thirty on a hot August summer afternoon, in 1982, and the very air itself was sleeping, one eye drowsily open. The occasional drawn-out protest from a whirling flock of blackbirds, as the...
Stella, a young twenty-five year old woman, sat in her chair thinking back on an incident that happened a year ago that awakened senses in her that she never knew she had. She had never been bi-curious or at least she hadn't thought so. However, something in her life changed all that, and her bi-curious thinking has never been the same since. It all began w...
My name is Shona Macbeth, I have straight jet black hair that's been neatly cut into a helmet style which I suit very well, have blue eyes like my brother although he has red hair, five foot ten in height, my weight is just about right for my build and body size, good boob size too, I also do a lot of dancing and gymnastics although not muscular I am well to...
Hey everyone! Sorry that Chapter Two has been a long time coming, but I intend on posting this story fairly regularly now. If you enjoy reading slow-burn romances with some steamy sex sprinkled in, this is your story! If you haven't read it already, I high encourage you to read Chapter One. It gives a LOT of necessary context (and has some pretty awesome sex...
The man interviewing me was a good looking man. Not a gorgeous man, but a good looking man. His musculature showed he worked out, but still he carried about ten pounds more than his ideal weight. Brown hair, a couple of inches shy of six feet, good nose, thin lips. He did have beautiful blue eyes. I had just finished my sophomore year in college and was loo...