Angela shifted in her seat. Her brain was fuzzy from allergies, and she just couldn't focus on class. At eighteen and the very end of her senior year, she could practically taste the freedom summer promised. She just had to get through another few months of school, and she'd be free forever. And she just had forty minutes until the temporary freedom of the w...
Chapter Four -- A Word With Charlie Emma had a special dinner ready when Charlie returned. How should she tell him that she had slept with her best girlfriend in his absence. "Not only that," Emma said out loud, "not only that, dear, but... it was... wonderful." That was the only word for the experience. It didn't change anything about her love for Char...
I walked into the shower. There were four cubicles and they were full and I waited for one to empty. I spied a tall girl in her mid twenties soaping her body. It was very hairy. Thick black hair spilled out of her bushy armpits and a thick rug was spread over her pussy. I loved her at first site. I kept looking but the sheer shower curtain kept coming in the...
We spend the evening sitting outside in the cool breeze of early fall. The embers in the grill are barely there, just faintly glowing and the kids hover close to it, pretending to be cold. After dinner, we pulled out the good face paints, the ones I save for festivals and conferences. They are oil based crayons, really, and when they've been dipped in a litt...
A lesbian tale with natural women, muscular women and body hair involved. **************** "Please be careful," Alice Porter said as she stood next to the step stool with her hand on the hip of her neighbor, hoping that the trembling of her fingers wasn't noticeable as she steadied the woman who was attempting to undo the cover of the light fixture. Last...
My name is BethAnne. This story is about my relationship with a girl named Linda. I am not ashamed to admit that I am a lesbian. I wasn't always a lesbian, but I have been ever since Linda came into my life. My life will never be the same, and I can't see ever returning to the "straight" life again. I am too much in love with Linda to do that. I don't care w...
Introduction: The final chapter for now. If people read it and liked it, please send me lots and lots of feedback and comments. Suggestions and ideas for other "straight" girls or settings would be very appreciated. In this last chapter things get political. I don't want to make light of any of the issues discussed here, I just thought it would make for a...
Scotland: 1558. The clouds and frequent chilly rain of winter not withstanding, Lise began to resume her tramps out of doors. Though not as indifferent to her security as she had once been, her need for air and exertion reasserted themselves. Against any expectation she would have had if consulted, Lise had found heeling and renewal at Whithorn. Though not...
Some years ago in Rhodes, I participated in a three-day seminar mounted by a big Greek company of accounting software. It was a really interesting seminar but the most interesting thing was that there I met Vivian. She was from Athens, an accountant too, tall and thin, older than me but very sweet. We felt comfort together since the very first moment. Though...
Alice called me that she had been invited by a friend Kathy to spend a weekend at her country home. I was dying to spend more time with Alice and I quickly agreed. We drove to the huge farmhouse and Alice seemed unusually silent. I started feeling a little jealous. I asked her if she and Kathy had been lovers. She nodded in the affirmative and I felt pangs o...