Chapter 4: More Than A Feeling The memories of her past continued to ramble through Jennifer's mind as she showered, washing away all the sweat caused by Ryan's torturous physical ability tests. Her muscles felt sore, but otherwise all right as she looked down, watching the water as it ran over her small breasts, past her flat stomach, and over her nearly n...
More than most of my stories, I owe a debt of gratitude to my editors, Terry and Snow. They did much more than just check spelling. Both of them helped to refine and improve the story. This is the first story where I substantially rewrote it once I had a version done. That turns out to be quite a bit harder than writing it in the first place. In particular,...
Welcome dear readers to this, my erotic lesbian romantic ghost story and entry for the "HALLOWEEN STORY CONTEST 2015". I hope you will enjoy reading it but I feel I should warn t you that it is a lengthy story -- for those who have read some of my other work I hope this means you'll think "Oh goody!" and not "Oh no, not again!" My thanks, as ever, to my wo...
Prologue Deline took the bottle of old Grand Dad 101 and gently putting it her lips she eased the bottle back and took a drink. The fluid burned as it flowed down her throat causing her to lean forward and nearly dropped the bottle as she coughed from reflex. "Newbie!" Mary Winston and Shelly Hargrove two of her 'best friends' had come over for a sleep ove...
Hello, everybody! It has been a long time since I have submitted a work to the site. I am sorry for the delay. Life has thrown a lot of unexpected turns in my direction, and I have had so little time to work on my stories. Hopefully this will make up for the long wait for those of you who have been so supportive of my long ago efforts. Hopefully I do not dis...
--Preface-- Once again, thank you all for your feedback and comments -- they are what motivate me to keep writing! This one took a while to get across the finish line, so thank you for your patience (and encouragement!). This story has been percolating in my head for a while, and when I heard Paul Simon's Graceland on the radio one day, the lyrics helped m...