And, finally, it's here. This is a direct continuation of where I left off with Kismet Ch. 02. I apologize for the wait and you may need a little refresher on the characters because I took so long to submit this one. I hope it doesn't disappoint! Thanks for the patience. And a big thanks to E for editing, although, I did add some things so any errors are t...
Note that the following events took place in the early to mid-90s, just before the "Don't ask, don't tell" policy was put in place in the military. Even with the implementation of that policy, being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. You really should read "Your Silver Night and Golden Days" first before reading this si...
"Because I'm in love with you." I took a step back. I was so certain I could've found a way to get Hannah and I past whatever was going on with her... I was so sure I could've fixed things. But I was blindsided by her admission. It was actually the complete opposite of what I thought the issue was. I was convinced that she didn't want me to touch her any...
You wouldn't think that buying a silly ole ankle bracelet in big old Chi-town would be a problem. Well, here's what we found. A lot of stores in the neighborhood aren't open on Sundays. Fine jewelry stores didn't carry them. There was a place that wanted $74 dollars for something that neither of us liked. I did see a store we'd go back to when this adventure...
Happy holidays! This is the final chapter for the mission of the heart series. I hope you guys like it! I hope you guys had a good Christmas and good year! -YoursTruly101 ----------- ("The deal is done," the dark figure said, sitting behind the desk. "You know what must be happen." The female figure looked at her, pleading. "I know it's done," she said...
This is my entry for the "In a Sunburned Country" writers' challenge. This is the first time I have entered one of the contests, so I can only hope not to make a royal mess of it. The most Aussie thing I know is cricket, so it is the focal point of the story. For those not familiar with the sport (basically everyone not from a handful of former British colon...
That night, I had trouble sleeping. I was tossing and turning and unable to get the image out of my head that was burned in there by Courtney. Me, laying naked on a desk while Courtney fed me. Perhaps the 'while Courtney fed me' part was my own manipulation of the image she had given me today at school. Still, the image was crisp and clear in my imagination...
Author's note: This story contains mentions of fecal consumption, and heavily focuses on the fecal fetish. The author does not participate in such activities. All science is out the door as well. Please make sure you are over eighteen, and this is not forbidden material where you reside. Please leave now if you are offended by this type of story. Otherwise...
Here is the promised sequel to "The Fun & Risks of an All-over Tan". The original story was, I accept, somewhat abrupt in its ending - my excuse is the pressure of writing for a competition deadline! Hopefully this rather longer second part will give a more satisfying conclusion. I hope you find it enjoyable and do, please, take a moment to rate the story....
(Dedicated to Margaret (my Margarita) for her patience with me, for her strength and her wisdom, for bringing out all my innermost secrets, and most of all, for teaching me the meaning of devotion and love as only another woman can understand.) * It was morning ... that was obvious. I could see the first rays of sunshine streaming into the room through the...