This is a love story. Thank you to Bob_Aganoush and Robert for their usual helpful comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events...
Kate and Lex fell into an easy routine over the next couple of months, spending most of their time together if possible. They hadn't actually discussed how their relationship was progressing, however both girls new that they had fallen head over heels in love with the other and both hoped that they would stay this way forever. They spent most of their time...
SEPTEMBER I was chilling in my living room, watching John Wick on Netflix when the doorbell rang, fact rather odd at past 9pm on a Friday night. Who could that be? I reluctantly paused the video and went to the door. When I opened it, a gorgeous brunette was standing there. "What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised. "I'm tired of seeing you only at th...
***** Greetings, gals and pals, Smokey here. Here's another story for you which distinguishes from my normal numbered stories in one of the ways the "Redefining Punishment"s do: it's narrated in first-person. And again from a lesbian ("lebbi," as I affectionately refer to them, as you may know) point of view. Specifically, one very special and particular ch...
After I graduated from college I took a short break and then started to look for a decent job. I went to a liberal arts university and it seemed as though there wasn't much demand for anyone but the nerds, like Bill Gates. At first I was optimistic and soon found a job at a dot.com company that offered me a lot of stock options, but in less than a year, th...
Chapter 1: How It Started It was a few years ago, my sophomore year at Olympia High School in the great state of Washington. I still remember it clearly: a sunny fall afternoon with the leaves turning into vibrantly beautiful colors before lazily falling to the ground. A little chilly, but I didn't need at coat, I was used to it. I was outside during lunch...
The steam rose from the street girders in lazy, smoky waves. They were mysteriously lit in different sections by the intermittent street lights surrounding the portal to the underground train. I didn't like the gassy, oily smell of the streets as it was; the steam only served to bring that stench up from the blackened streets to the eyes, nose and mouth of a...
Daughters of the American Evolution - Eve, Ch. 03 (Conclusion) This story is part of a series called "Daughters of the American Evolution." The stories are all based on the concept of an allegedly sinister (some say beneficent) organization called 'Families Interaction Therapists', or FIT, that has put into action a plan to subliminally convert every female...
I'd never considered having a relationship with another female. It wasn't that I thought the act to be repulsive in any way; it was just that it hadn't crossed my mind. It was something I knew about vaguely because we all suspected a couple of our female teachers at school as being over friendly with each other but when it happened to me it came as a bolt ri...
Author's note: Although ratings are nice, nothing beats a comment or two about what you liked or disliked about a story. Please take a moment to leave one. Thank you. ***** Wearing a charcoal grey skirt and a matching jacket over a sleeveless green top, Laura Burke sat at the far end of the bar at the Royal Centennial, enjoying her whisky sour as she surve...