*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual act are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 Violet sighed in frustration as another batch of Amber's filthy jokes popped up in her interoffice e-mails. Q What's the favorite pick up line at the lesbian bar? A: Your face or mine? The pretty twenty year old decided enough was enough and rapi...
I felt bereft when I lost Sal. We both knew it would happen one day of course -- I'd been nursing her through MS for several years -- but somehow you never expect the dread day to actually come. Our friends rallied round wonderfully, and the girls at the bookshop we own were great covering while I got myself together. But it felt as though half of me had gon...
For over two hours that night, we sat in each other's arms, making out and watching the flashes of lightning and listening to cabin shaking rumbles of thunder while we waited for the downpour that never happened. Eventually we drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened shortly after sunup Tuesday morning by our friendly crows that seemed agitated about some...
West of France, 13th century... Martine wanted the usual morning ritual of lectures, dance practice, and boring lessons to start, but she knew it was not to happen today. Today was when she was to be informed of her duty. For many months she had gone through the same routine with about a dozen other girls. She looked around the ornately decorated room at th...
Part 2 I woke the very next day after our trip to the murky bar - which had brought about some very murky behaviour on my part - feeling new and more alive than ever before. To my surprise I was not disgusted by what I'd done and even more happily, Debbie was delighted with the wildness I'd showed. I could understand it all properly then and it was like th...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If that this fact bothers you that much, kindly quit reading now. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's...
Mary looked with uncertainty at the granite statue placed between a pair of stars on either side. It was of an ancient Greek queen with a Sapphire and gold necklace built into the granite statue. Mary mused that it might be the goddess Hera or Athena from the gold wreath crown on her head. She looked around at the historical opulence of her surroundings, and...
"Garrick! Answer the fucking phone!" The old rotary phone, a black AT&T-issued blowhard her parent's thought was chic, was blaring uncontrollably down the hallway and beyond the bathroom door. Tabitha, freshly stepping from an invigorating shower and quite wet, was in no mood or condition to end the audible torment herself. Cursing aloud and to no one for...
A few days had passed since I visited Jessica and her family at the hospital where her mother was getting her ankle checked out. I went back to visit a few more times, partially to make sure the mother was okay but also to see if I could talk to my former lover alone. Unfortunately Jessica was standoffish and I didn't get the opportunity. I was bummed. I was...
Through the mirror of my mind Time after time I see reflections of you and me Reflections - 1967 Susan Wu let out a loud sigh of relief as she collapsed into the cushioned recliner in her small studio apartment. It had been a really bad day for the twenty-five year old, capping off an even worse week. A major project upgrade, one that she had been sure w...