Another submission in the Cara J. the Librarian series, a group of stories based on a real life closet lesbian librarian with very eclectic tastes and a secret passion for young, hairy women.. ***** When the lights in Cara's car started flashing and the power slowly died, it was just another insult to the last 24 hours in the life of the librarian. Having...
Layla was a licensed car mechanic, who operated out of a large garage near to the edge of Omen City. She wasn't affiliated with any company, and she was the only worker, but she got by from a combination of her constant hard work and the loyalty of the local civilians. Most of the people near to her shop were happy to have her do all of their repairs, upkeep...
Eagerly awaited, here is the third part in The Mechanic series. If you haven't read part 1 and 2, I'd encourage you to read those first - things probably make more sense then. I know some of you can't get enough of Riley and Rowan, and you have had to be so patient for their journey to continue. You'll be pleased to hear that while writing part 3, I realised...
A sequel of sorts to the story "Pursuit Of the Hirsute", and the story tags attached along with the title and category indicate the subject matter. This is not a love story and is rather rough-edged. ***** Cara is a middle aged librarian who from her appearance fits a lot of stereotypes. A plain and rather mousy woman who wears a minimum of make-up and doe...
All good things must come to an end: this is the final instalment in the The Mechanic series. Like my other stories, this is not a 'wham bam, thank you ma'am' story, and you'll probably want to read the other parts in the series first to understand the backstory. For those of you who have been following my characters every step of the way, trust me in saying...
CHAPTER 1 My name is Nicole Morris and I loved Lacey Harrison more than anything in this world. I had known Lacey since we were in the 3rd grade but it took a few years for me to figure out that I had fallen in love with her. I had grown up working on cars and motorcycles with my cousins for as long as I could remember. I guess that's the reason I became a...
There was a knock on the door. Natalie stood and answered it, her long brown hair twirling around her. She wasn't expecting anyone important, so she assumed it was a door-to-door salesman or something. So she was very shocked to see the tall, dark haired woman in the sunshades standing there. She looked vaguely familiar. "Hi, do you mind if I come in an...
She closes the hood of the car and turns around to flash you a brilliant smile. Her dark brown hair is pulled back into a tight bun at the back of her head, held in place by a simple black hairpin. Her overalls are covered in grease, and what skin you can see is covered in a glistening film of sweat. As she moves over to the next car, her hips sway to and fr...
My husband once worked for a major international tractor company, most people would have heard the name, but I won't mention it here. He was a highly qualified mechanic and one of the head supervisors. One night just a few years ago, he and I got into a discussion about him going out on his own to start a business. He surprised me by telling me that he had...
This is my first story on here. I like a story with a long build-up; I hope you enjoy it too! I would love to hear your reactions and if you'd like to read more about Riley and Rowan. Happy reading! * * * * * "Excuse me... This is from the stud over there at the bar." The bartender had a little chuckle as she put a bright green cocktail in front of Riley....