Susan’s Surrender Chapter Ch. 3 It was daylight when we were both awakened to our phones going off at pretty much the same time with text messages... “Mine is from Beverley... Whose is yours from..? I asked as we were both still groggy and half asleep, sitting up, each looking at our phones. “Ummm... Yeah mine is from her as well... All it says is ‘My of...
Carol Jane waited patiently at the door to room 2520 of the Excelsior hotel. For no reason she could tell, she smiled to herself recalling the last time she had actually been called Carol Jane. She had been sitting on Billy Talbert's chest, straddling him, with her knees pinning down his arms. When she finally stopped pelting him with both fists, Billy was b...
*** The Morning After *** "Get your lazy ass out of bed before you're late for Church", Mom said while pulling the curtains open. As my eyes attempted to adjust to the morning sun, Mom carried on. "I don't know what's gotten into you? Coming home at 3 in the morning! You should be ashamed of yourself. Your lucky your Father went to bed at 1, if he knew you...
"Did you feel me lover? Did you feel my arms around you at night as my lips melted into yours, my tongue searching? Did you feel me kiss your tears away or hear me whisper against your ear my words of a love that would keep you safe and always be with you? Did you ever hate me for who I was? That I was born one of them? Did you look up at the blue sky an...
The success of the Nic-Nak case, as it would become known, would firmly cement the reputation of the Sinn Girls as the No.1 Lesbian Detective Agency. But that was ahead of us, as there was to be a sting in the tail of that case, and any misstep while we were basking in the joy of a case well done could prove fatal, literally the death of Sinn. Pixie, who lo...
At 30 years old, Ana Lopez was still a virgin. It wasn't as if she wanted to be - she often dreamed up stores of sexual encounters in her head. Sometimes the stories were innocent and romantic. Other times very taboo. She'd blush with eagerness and excitement as she'd pleasure herself to imagined scenes of forbidden love - fucking her next door neighbor's la...
It was a rainy Thursday afternoon when Hillary parked the modest Toyota next to the glittering Porsche in space marked Station Manager. She sighed, up until a few months ago her life had been on track, she had been part of one of the most successful morning teams in Cincinnati radio history. "Sinrise in Cincinnati" had meteorically risen in four years to be...
A low chime announced the arrival of the third course. I let it sit in the dumbwaiter for now and looked across the table at my companion and smiled warmly as she spoke. Her words had chilled me on the inside. I hope it didn't show in my smile. She had unknowingly revealed to me that she had been suffering from low-grade posttraumatic stress disorder or at...
Author's Note: This is a follow up I decided to write after publishing, "After Curtain Call", featuring the same characters. You don't have to read that one to understand the plot of this one but feel free for a bit of background! I just ended up falling in love with Clara and Louis and decided to expand upon their world and their story. I sincerely hope yo...
The taxi ride from the Kyoto Lounge back to the hotel was hell. Trust our luck that we got a cab whose air conditioning had given up the ghost when Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher were still in power. So, the windows were down and we inhaled carbon monoxide for the forty minute journey. In the hotel suite, Ming held up her hair so I could unzip her dres...