Chapter One (Wednesday 16th October 2002) The university surroundings were, to say the least, student-friendly. Most retail outlets within a couple of miles of campus were happy to give discount on sight of a current Students' Union card, regardless of the goods being purchased. Canned curry, carrots, carpets, computers and crayons; they qualified all with...
Important note: while there are elements in this story that lay the grounds for a supernatural story sequel, it can be read as a stand-alone lesbian story. In this story you will not find anything supernatural apart from a few things referenced as myth and folklore. Then again, if you're interested, the post-scriptum and the two upcoming sequels will certain...
This is Part Two of "True Baseball Love". This story might be able to stand on its own, but I would encourage reading Part I first if you have access to archives. Again, I welcome all comments. And to my fans who enjoyed "True Baseball Love" and sent me encouraging comments, please let me know if Part II did Part I justice and if there should be further edit...
"Gina? Robbie won't give me my Mickey toy back," the precious little face said with a quivering lower lip. The endearing five year old girl with blonde hair was close to tears. "Don't worry sweetheart. I'll get it for you," I promised and picked her up. Ashley put her little arms around my neck and looked at me affectionately. She knew I would successfu...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you like this story, please provide me your feedback and let me know it. Also, any input you have as to what you would like to see happen with these characters would be great. Finally, like Mary Katherine, I am looking for my Miss Violet, so if you are out there, I want to hear from you. * Day One... Mary Katherine slowed her BMW and pu...
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...
(Dedicated to Margaret (my Margarita) for her patience with me, for her strength and her wisdom, for bringing out all my innermost secrets, and most of all, for teaching me the meaning of devotion and love as only another woman can understand.) * It was morning ... that was obvious. I could see the first rays of sunshine streaming into the room through the...
These two fictional people are as real as I can make them. I hope you like reading the story as much as I liked writing it. *** It was the perfect day for a hike, especially for rainy Seattle. The sun was shining, the sky was clear, and there was just a little bit of a breeze, but I was too nervous to really notice. I actually had butterflies in my stomach...
The morning broke brilliantly across the countryside, striping Rosebud's face with beveled shadows. She stretched and grinned as she moved her fingers down to her sticky pussy, remembering the touch of Velvet's tongue. She wished that she could turn over and see Velvet sleeping next to her, that she could rub her face in her soft black hair, that she could f...
THE DIVORCEE'S INTUITION 1 Memories of the rest of that day flooded her mind ever since - seeing Donna to the door dressed in nothing but her black satin robe, her hair ringing wet with sweat and still falling down around her ears, kissing her goodbye... On the lips... For what felt like an hour... Rachel couldn't get over it! Any of it! How hastily she...