This story has a special meaning for me, and I hope you like it. I still cry at the end of it. PART ONE The Jaguar broke down half way between Albany and New York, a gray day, gray sky, smell of rain in the trees. And Beth thinking: Not here, not here in the middle of nowhere. She sat behind the wheel in the parking lot of a windblown rest stop, people wi...
(For those who appreciate erotica and those who enjoy a nice story...even if there's a little mistake hidden somewhere I forgot to look...) Two Wrongs DO make a right Kelly Richmond was having a very bad day. It had been about 20 minutes since she had hung up the phone and she was still in shock. Jennifer, her girlfriend for the last 9 months, had ended t...
CisterWife Copyright 2017 Jessica Mandella Used by permission, all rights reserved. Introduction. CisGender is the opposite of TransGender. The way some gay people talk about opposite gender body parts makes me blush, but not for terminology. As an ally, I'm mortified by bigotry within our ranks. One cister actually called me a 'trag-hag'! This story exp...
(Author's note: This is intended for lesbians who have difficulties arising from severe church indoctrination that has affected their ability to accept their lesbianism. In Iowa, their Supreme Court opened up same sex equality. Fundamentalists launched a campaign to remove those justices who voted in favor of this, and succeeded. At the present time, an avow...
Chapter 1 Alba and I were considered best friends. We often went out together to our favorite club, The Honey Lounge, a strictly lesbian club as the name may indicate, at least to us lesbians. We weren't a couple, but we did share a small house; we were strictly platonic. That said, she suggested a pact that if one of us hooked up with another girl, we'd ei...
(Author's note: This is intended for lesbians who have difficulties arising from severe church indoctrination that has affected their ability to accept their lesbianism. In Iowa, their Supreme Court opened up same sex equality. Fundamentalists launched a campaign to remove those justices who voted in favor of this, and succeeded. At the present time, an avow...
CHAPTER 1 - IT'S MY JOB Soul crushing. That's what this was. Emily finally figured out the right word for it. That's what her job was. Soul crushing. She worked in the drab and bland cubicle number thirty-six on the boring floor twenty two of the blank glass office building. In fact the only thing exciting about her job was that she got to ride on an elevat...
This is not a standalone story. Unless you have read the previous chapters, it will not make any sense. As always, I want to thank my editors, Terry and Snow. Both of them made this story possible. They contributed in so many ways, talking through scenes, deciding what to include or exclude, as well as just making sure that the spelling and grammar were righ...
Chapter 1 My story is one of dismay born of a shocked heart and mind, and who knows what of my soul, if such there is. Doubting was something new to me, specifically about my church beliefs. I had gone to church faithfully since shortly after I was born, my parents being faithful Christians, and attending the same church for many years. It was a good chur...
Author's note: This story is part of a loose series of stories I have written that begins with Ashlee and Naiya's Sleepover and Macy's Crush and is directly preceded by A Sudden Change. There are also other stories in the series that follow Naiya's path that I've already written (Naiya's Fresh Start and Naiya's Homecoming). Those technically come after this...