Author's Note: Thank you all for your patience; and your comments. All is appreciated and welcomed. And as is known by now, the story contains mainly F/F action as well as a plot that I hope you'll enjoy. It's a patience-demanding piece and thus, some gratification is near but tantalizingly far away. Please, do check out the previous chapters if you want e...
Foreword Hi gals . . . and any guys who might be snooping in. It's me again, Davina, better known as Dave and oft compared appearance-wise to Velma from the old Scooby Do cartoons. Could be worse, I guess; I could be oft compared to Shaggy. For new readers I would immediately explain this is number fourteen in a series which follows on from New Beginnings...
Copyright 2014, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 "You've had a pretty tough month," Beth Hightower said sympathetically to Sloane Gamble, as the brown-haired girl sat up in bed checking her phone. Sloane didn't look up at first at her...
When Amy Styles eyes opened, they were surprisingly clear considering how badly her head throbbed. Her bedroom was filled with daylight and she could hear a gentle sprinkling rain tapping softly against the window panes and on the roof. Lifting her head off the deep crater imbedded in her pillow, she focused her emerald green eyes at the digital clock on the...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis and other STDs don’t exist. PLEASE DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was produc...
The dark, ebon night in which the large, yellowish-white orb of a brilliant full moon was set cast shadows over the African plain of the Serengeti, named from the Maasai word Siring, meaning "Endless Plain" or better still "The Sea of Grass on Plains." It is a wondrous land covering 27,000 square kilometers that for the Maasai tribe, an indigenous, African,...
Author's Note: Two years ago a very good freind lost her arm in a single car accident. Even after two years, I watch her struggle with depression and a shattered self image. It's often time frustrating to watch, but more often humbling to see someone coping with a loss I don't know that I could bear. this story is for her and for all of those who daily have...
Our frantic year ended with our first Anniversary. It has been incredible how many tings happened after our wedding. First, my father fell ill during our honeymoon, so we had to rush to my hometown and assist him till he died in November. Since my mother passed away five years earlier, we had to disband my parents' place. We bought a summer house in the Da...
Note that the following events took place in 1992 before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** "Oh, god," I thought to myself, "I'm not ready for this." "How bad?" I asked Bonnie, hoping it wasn't too bad. "They need to do an exploratory scopi...
*** 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...