I studied French at university. As part of the deal they sent us all to France and so, at the age of twenty-one, I found myself living in Paris for a year. Some people were teachers. I was a student, though, and I had a great time. But, being a student in Paris, I was anything but rich. Money was always a problem and one way that I tried to make some was by...
It was great to get your letter. Turn me on a bit? A BIT? Talk about an understatement. I have to tell you, Jessica, that I really enjoyed it a LOT. It did more for me than anything I've read for ages. Just what it did, well, that's another story. Maybe some other time, but let's just say that it really hit the spot. And now I suppose it's my turn. Your des...
It's late at night. Outside the window, the city is sleeping. Hope gets up from the sofa, picks up the other DVD from by the TV, slides it into the machine, and curls up to watch. She hasn't seen this one yet. The other, the one she's just watched, was just a straight hardcore number. No plot at all. Just Opal and various other women involved in a series of...
The view of the hill hadn't changed in the three days since they'd come to Albany; Maura was long since past wondering why she bothered looking. She, along with Tammi and Asha had retreated to Albany because it gave the easiest access to where Bridget was. Just hop in the car and they'd be with her in three hours time. But Bridget hadn't called, there'd been...
Author's note: Well, this started out short and dirty, and then it turned into whatever it turned into. In a way it works as a "Part 2" for my other stories "The Lipstick Test" (especially) and "Gretchen in Suspension" (kind of) so please have a look at those through my profile. Please take the time to vote and comment, because it's good to know if I'm doing...
Correction -- I accidentally called Connie "Bonnie" in the prior chapter. From Chapter 10: "Whoa. Who are YOU so pissed at?" A voice said from outside the cage. "Um, no one, why?" Lacey asked without turning around. "Just the way you're swinging, putting everything into it. Moving those hips," the voice said, hesitating before commenting. "I was wonderi...
Last paragraph from chapter 9: Kristi heard the running water and reluctantly scrolled to the next SMS, afraid at what she might see. Her heart sank as she looked down to see a blurry upside-down R-rated picture -- presumably of Madison from the waist down - with her shorts opened and her hand inside a pair of white lace panties. She placed the phone back...
Disclaimer: Okay, this is the story that I wanted to write before I wrote the Amber and Miriam ones. I had to change it just a bit but the essence of the story remains true. I reunited with my first love, the first girl that made me experience the joys of Sapphic sex. I would tell you how we met, how we got together the first time but all of that will be imp...
Author's Note: This story is pure fiction. All the characters are from purely fictional and not based on any real person or person. Note to readers: This story is 14 Lit pages long. ***** Chapter 1 "Fe, fi, fo, fum, We think Fiona's needing some. Fe, fi, fo, fum, Fiona's gotta cum." Their sport with me seemed to revolve around a game they played to f...
Dear Jane, Thanks a lot for your letter. I really enjoyed reading it. It sounds as if we're on pretty much the same wavelength and I'm glad we're going to be writing to each other, so I guess it's up to me now to start things going. You mentioned you like going to bed with good-looking women. Me too, so I think I'm going to start off by telling you about th...