Lena lay on her violet sheets, her arms on either side of head. She stared up at her unmoving ceiling fan. She studied the lines on the wood. She didn't know what kind of wood the blades were made from, and she didn't care to know. She traced her eyes on the gold patterns and sighed. Her bedroom was hot. She didn't want the A.C. or the fan turned on. She le...
I was looking forward to going straight home afterwards and having a glass of red wine and catching up on some marking that I'm behind on until the principal came to me on my lunch break, telling me about a situation that happened earlier in the morning before first class. 'Yeah, bottom line, it was just stupid. But I had to give her detention for it. Woul...
Even as she slammed her foot on the brake pedal, Dana Cosgrove knew it was already too late. She barely had time to curse before the sound of metal against metal drowned out her voice, the front end of her old Ford Escort slamming against the rear of the Mercedes Sedan that had suddenly appeared in front of her. The problem was, the sedan really hadn't sudd...
Authors note—This is my first work of fiction I chose to place it in the Winter Holiday Contest. Why not shoot high! If you would please rate the work also any thoughts will be treasured by me. All characters involved in sexual contact are over 18. Happy Holidays * Delores María Sánchez was again looking at the waif-like woman staring at the Christmas tree...
(A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Caroline, famished after a long day at the fine-art publishing house where she was a Commissioning Editor, finished laying out the trays of the Moroccan takeaway on the coffee table that stood in the angle between the sofa and an easy chair, just as Lorna rang the doorbell. She picked up the bottle of wine fro...
Veronica came into work the next day, still shattered from her conversation with Jane. She felt terrible after not being able to get any sleep the previous night. She spent the entire time replaying their conversation, thinking about the way Jane broke down in front of her. The only thing that she could take comfort in was that she was making a sacrifice so...
Author's Note: I apologize as always for the wait. Real life has been keeping me from my writing desk. I'd also like to apologize in advance for the self-indulgent teen-fantasy shopping trip that takes up the first page and would never pass an abridgment. Feel free to skip ahead if you like. ***** After deflowering her, Mia hung out with LJ for the rest o...
One of the great things about living single in Manhattan is the over-active social scene. There are bars, clubs, parties here to cater to any desire imaginable, cuisine from all over the world, and the world's best entertainment options. Of course, this scene draws visitors like moths to a flame. Case in Point: Amy and Michelle. My company's budgeting proces...
This story is a follow-up to the original, told from Jenny's perspective. It is based on interracial lesbian love, seduction, reluctance and coercion. It's fantasy, for the enjoyment of people who (like me) take pleasure in such themes. But if this type of storyline is not for you, thank you for stopping by but please continue on your way. CONFLICTING EMOTI...
Author's note: It was the night before Christmas Eve, Sarah Garner-Eriksson spends the night alone because her wife and Mistress Rebecca Eriksson-Garner has to work. She goes out and encounters the scare of her life. This story also deals with the aftermath of an attack. I have to add a warning about a great deal of mush ahead as well as some maintenance spa...