Clutching her purse, portfolio, and a pair of heels, Kate locked the door of her upstairs apartment and jogged to her car parked down the street. She was meeting Ben Sklar at The Nines in twenty-five minutes, and she was determined to be on time. Things have definitely changed. Kate’s life in New York became unbearable—the chaotic frenzy of the city, her ove...
Diane had little doubt when she released Celeste from her care that she would see those beautiful blue eyes again soon. She had become very proficient at reading people thanks in large part to things Kayla had taught her in the months they had been together. Body cues, facial tics, the way a person's eyes shifted or dilated under certain conditions, even the...
Alice A sense of dread hung over me as Nicole and I exited the hotel room. It was the Friday after my own humiliating prom where I was so preoccupied with the latex and bondage elements hidden in the little mermaid's ball gown I wore that I failed to notice Nicole's true scheme, adapting the tulle of my dress to become transparent in the bright light of a c...
Foreword I can't believe that it's three years since I opened my heart and described my first lesbian experience in that "Short and Sweet" confession of mine. Yes, since I openly admitted having lesbian tendencies. And my ass, listen to me! Three years on and "tendencies" is a massive understatement. I'm in for the long haul. Guys haven't even had so mu...
There is not a lot of sex, and it is mostly near the end. ............... "You're a beautiful girl," he said. "You're sweet and I can't think of anyone more wonderful." Was this it? Was my long time boyfriend finally going to propose to me? I spent the night at his place more than at my own and we'd been seeing one another for over a year. All I needed wa...
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ___________________________________ Amy gasped...
The butch trucker looked at Gina with almost a lost expression as she awaited an answer. She needed Gina with her, the night they had spent together had proven that to her. Donna waited, hoping for the red headed waitress to say yes. The red headed waitress stood there, mouth agape, a look of total shock on her face. "I can't. Can I? What would they do here...
Word of warning: this is a slow-moving talky introspective story. Not all the chapters have sex in them. If you like stories where people are shagging by the fifth paragraph, this isn't going to meet your needs. * By the time I found the place I was pretty sure going to the work Christmas party had been a bad idea. If there's one thing worse than me alone...
Chapter One Jerilyn stared at the phone as it rang a second time. The caller ID showed her husband's name and since it was almost her bedtime she knew what to expect. When she answered the phone, Antony would start the nightly routine he established almost two years ago and tell her he had to stay at work. Again. It rang a third time and Jerilyn scowled...
Jeri spent a sleepless night and only stopped herself from masturbating because she wanted to save her energy for Rain. Antony called early but she couldn't focus on him, her mind fixed on fantasies of touching and being touched by Rain. She finally told Antony she needed to go to the bathroom, said "I love you," and hung up. When seven o'clock rolled around...