The moment I woke up, my head was pounding. I could feel my heartbeat in my temples, and I had the worst migraine of my life. Trying to open my eyes was a mistake, but I didn’t realize until the stinging light caused my headache to flare up even worse. It was a pointless attempt anyway, in the brief second they were open I couldn’t see anything besides an in...
A shiver ran up Janice Crawford's spine. She was more excited than she could ever remember being. Her husband had just left for a two week business trip. Her teenage son was on a Boy Scout trip. Her daughter was in Florida for Spring Break. Janice had the house to herself for at least the next 10 days. She really could not wait. Diane was on her way over. Th...
Disclaimers: Mine, all mine. Female loving, hating, and all that's in between. I'm sorry for the prolonged delay for this chapter, but I hope it was at least worth the wait. If you liked it, let me know. If you didn't, let me know that too...but gently...I'm a fragile writer ;) *** The next morning, I woke up with a silly grin on my face. I stretched lig...
This story follows on from another, It Turned on a Tango, which you can find in my profile. It was the time when Eli had been coming to stay with me over weekends for several months. Her marriage had become more or less dysfunctional and, since it had quickly become too stressful for her to maintain the deception over her relationship with me, she'd decided...
An Anglo-Australian talking about "football" usually means Australian Rules football. Historically in Australia soccer was viewed as a game for middle-European immigrants, sometimes derisively nicknamed "wogball", although it's gradually become more mainstream. * The day after I got back from Sydney, Peter called everybody in the office together for an imp...
Author's note: This isn't so much a story about sex, rather it is a story which uses sex to explore the characters. It's explicit but I am not a writer who is just interested in my reader getting off, I hope you feel it a bit deeper than that ... My thanks to those who've read through the drafts and shared their thoughts. And to VMKane who continues to enc...
Prologue Where do I even begin in trying to describe my friends? How does one even pick a single point that might possibly give you even the smallest idea of what these bitches are really like? Don't get me wrong, I adore them all, each and every one of them, they just drive me crazy sometimes. I've known a couple of them for most of my life, the rest kind...
The next four weeks were a blur of busy; but one thing was sure, Paige had a new friend, and it was for life. She had lunch with Marie two or three times per week, and they shared everything as best friends do. Their relationship seemed to reach the point where Marie felt like family...BUT. That "but" was huge; even in their most mundane discussions of life,...
I awakened in the middle of the night, initially thinking I was in my hotel room. Moonlight reflecting off the naked body of a woman lying next to me (the sheet had slipped to her waist), along with the slight rattle of a chain reminded me where I really was and why. My hand moved cautiously to the collar locked around my neck and to the chain connecting it...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I want to tell you a story, and it's all true except for the parts I made up. I have a friend named Lucy. And Lucy is a bit of a tease. Actually, that's an understatement. Lucy is the queen of all teases. If there was a goddess of teasing they'd just put up statues of Lucy in her temple and call it good....