Alison sat there by the porthole window, bored, fiddling with the strap of her Leica camera, when is this contraption going to finally take off? she wondered, stuck in Paris aboard a decaying old Imperial Airlines bi-plane from Croydon that morning. They were headed for Marseilles on the next leg of her trip to Juba in the Anglo Egyptian Sudan. At Marseilles...
I'm always happy to receive CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Be kind, this is my first story. ****** Lights flashing, the smell of cigarette smoke, perfume and alcohol permeate the dance floor. The music is loud and the crowd is lively. Holly doesn't go out to night clubs very often, especially considering that she wasn't 21 yet, but when she does the 20 year old l...
Sandy Wilson was fuming inside... When she saw her boss, Sharon, on Monday, she was going to let her know in no uncertain terms how mad she was. Sharon had asked if she would entertain two clients of hers, business partners from out of town. Sandy is 29, and the youngest female partner at the large law firm where she works. Sharon is the most experienced fem...
//Author's note: This story is pretty long, and there might be a penis in there somewhere. Don't worry, though. It's 99% lesbian.// "I know you." There weren't many times where so few words were so difficult for Mary to interpret. Usually it was the longer sentences she struggled with. Even a little bit of ambiguity could create a lengthy list of possible...
Warning: This work of fiction contains scenes of women having sex together, without men. If this offends you, do not read it! People who complain to the authors here about the content of their stories are, IMNSHO, just like people who move next to the airport and then complain about the noise... Constructive criticism is always welcome, but closed-minded...
This is my entry into the Valentine's Day story contest. It is a tale that takes place in the high fashion industry, and how love sometimes finds people in places and ways they never expected. * Sally Hemmings sat looking at the Valentine card that had been left on her desk before she arrived at work that morning. It was very beautiful and ornate, and smel...
In the taxi back to her home, Darla looked at Adreana's business card again. She flashed back to the morning, and recalled how beautiful and sexy she appeared, yet Darla was afraid to call her. She had been hurt so badly with Dominique she was relationship-shy and thought she had to be very cautious making any serious commitments again. The taxi dropped her...
Brave new World 10:30am... It was still so early; Jenna thought she'd never make it through the day. 5pm seemed like an aeon away, an eternity in time that would never come - how was she going to survive? Having this job, working as a clerk had seemed to be forever, the job had become boring, mundane and rather unsatisfying for quite some time now and it w...
An elderly lady sat alone at her small table in a small café during a late afternoon. The sunlight would be longer now, the dark hours receding back, now that it was mid-spring. She wore a gray tweed suit with a skirt and jacket. The jacket had fairly wide lapels and two buttons covered in the same fabric and then the waist of the coat rounded off in front,...
Somehow Kimberly Stewart had survived five years as a military wife without Jim ever being deployed. Sure, he spent time in the training field in other units, but was never gone for more than a month, and was never in danger of dying. She hugged his big 6 foot frame at the edge of the parking lot. Jim brushed her red hair from her pale face to see her tear f...