With many, many apologies to Dr. Johnson Despite her best efforts, Elizabeth had turned out to be a bad wife after all. She really put her heart and soul into it, spending every moment of the day either cooking or cleaning, always presenting Richard with a picturesque household. But there was one thing she had not given him, and that was a child. At first i...
Hi everyone Long time, no see. I know that there have been a couple of people who have been asking after me, both through PMs and comments on old stories. And I just want to say to my followers that I'm really, really sorry for the radio silence. The truth is that the last year and a bit have been a very difficult time for me, and I've been dealing with qui...
"Come here, my pet," she purrs. On hands and knees, I make my way across the hardwood floor of our little apartment. I love when she calls me 'pet.' Nothing makes me wetter, faster. Tonight, Alana -- or at the present moment, Mistress Alana -- is pulling out all the stops. She sits on the big, black leather chair we refer to as 'the throne' in over-the-kne...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome friend, to Chapter 4. If you haven't read Chapters 1-3, you'll be lost. So very lost. As usual, I've updated the Spotify playlist found in the contact tab of my author page with the so...
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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (Thursday, 25th April 2002) Spider got out of his car and walked around it, propping himself on the bonnet. What with him and the BMW, the girls' exit was effectively barred. And the drug dealer would have made an imposing barrier by himself. He was wearing knee-length shorts and a Gold's Gym muscle shirt. On anyone else the logo might ha...
'Certain people are afraid of freedom because freedom means responsibility,' so say the wise. Lily had always been putty in the hands of her rich parents who did everything possible to cushion her life. They took all the critical decisions for her. Thus at twenty three she emerged from the college with a master's degree in economics. Then the next inevitable...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome to Chapter Seven. If you plan on reading this, but you haven't read Chapters One through Six then we need to have a talk, because I'm getting worried about you. Do you need a hug, frien...
The first time Candice saw Agatha was at a Yeah Yeah Yeahs concert. She waited in line about fifteen people ahead of Candice, wearing a short red plaid skirt and a faded black Nine Inch Nails T-shirt cut into a crop-top. Her leather jacket, the one she owned for the better part of her life, was unzipped and the lapels were so big they almost completely obscu...
I don't think I can resist much longer. As I let her into my house, I watch my best friend, Brianna, with barely concealed lust. Her bright blue eyes and long brown hair entice me powerfully. I really, really want to kiss her. I want to see her round breasts, touch them, lick them, and do whatever I can to them. I'm not even sure what I would do with her bod...