The period in the aftermath of the Great Exodus, as the Jews called the setting up of the new enclave, was the happiest of my life. Politically, the Sultan was happy with the campaign, and why should he not have been? He had fresh territories and sources of revenue with no effort on his behalf, and the eastern part of the Empire was stable. The reorganisati...
"But you're too pretty to be a lesbian." I can't count the number of times I've heard that ridiculous and infuriating objection from both men and women, and I wouldn't want to try. What's even worse is when they follow that up with, "You're kidding, right, Amy?" Yes, I'm pretty. I'll admit it. But why does that mean I'm not a lesbian? Is there some sort of...
**************************** Fair warning that this story gets off to a slow start; there isn't really much more than a little girl on girl kissing here. I wanted to spend some time introducing Amy, and also some of the side characters, since I plan on writing more chapters, which will definitely turn the heat up way more than this one ;) ** Every singl...
Hello again! Thank-you for taking the time to read chapter four! I highly suggest you read '180 Degrees' parts 1, 2 & 3 before this or you'll be lost. And while being lost isn't altogether a bad thing, missing out on how these two ladies started out would indeed, be a bad thing, especially because their story is getting particularly good now! Settle in...
My name is Anne; my husband is D and my friend is Kim. This is the story about the night a new chapter in my life opened. I was raised in a very dysfunctional home where my parents were busy being addicted and I was forgotten. The only sexual advice I ever got was that women did not enjoy sex it was only sluts who got pleasure from sex, our job was to keep t...
I dreamt of the caged girl. Of her calm acceptance of me. I dreamt of her big, brown eyes and her full lips. Her tan skin and short, wavy hair. She looked so bored when I came into the tent. I watched as she hungrily took in the scene going on next to her; another girl in another cage being taken brutally. I watched, too. It made my dick hard, ma...
Amber Zucchero had always been quiet in high school. On the day of graduation, there was a big blow out for the seniors of the three high schools around: Lakewood Academy, Boston River Preparatory, and Blackpool Hall. Amber attended Blackpool Hall, which was a school for girls. Boston River was a boys' school, and Lakewood was for both boys and girls. It h...
Dinner is on the stove as she lets herself into the flat, her own set of keys on her keyring, she uses here as a bolt hole occasionally when she needs to get away from her family, while I am at work, the only clue I have is the lingering smell of Anais Anais in the air. She hooks her keys on the back of the door, knowing full well that if you put keys down i...
The crunching blast of the coffee grinder tore through the small studio apartment, instantly waking Lee from her slumber. It took her a few moments to recall where she was. The exposed brick walls seemed oddly familiar, the hand-crafted furniture beside her radiated functionality and form. And the sofa she was currently lying on was ancient, and very comfort...
With great gratitude and thanks to the ever patient Literot for his edit and persistence. All characters are of course over the age of consent. This is directly following my last chapter about myself and Zoey. ***** FIONA 4:29 am I woke early, subconsciously wanting to savour the feeling of sharing my bed with someone instead of just my vibrator. It...