Thanks to Candace as always for her editing skills. ---------------- Diane waited nervously in the sunroom, her right leg thrown over the arm of the chair, her open-toed high heel dangling from the end of her foot. Kayla, along with help from her three compatriots, had fun in using her as a living Barbie doll before the three cheerleaders headed home. Th...
Two types of people visit gyms before 9 a.m. on Saturdays, Alexandra thought. Committed fitness types and types committed to working off the prior night's alcohol. Alexandra wondered about which category she'd put herself. Perhaps both. It was a pleasing hour: free weights and flexibility, no cardio. She watched her form closely, viewing her body through th...
** October 18th, 2014 ** Lissy and Kara We woke slowly on Saturday, sleepy, stretchy, warm, sore, and happy to be next to each other. After sufficient stretching and other languid movement, we turned to each other, murmured morning greetings, and kissed, ignoring the other's morning mouth. Hells bells, we share every other damn thing. "Morning lover. W...
Hi, I'm Mikki. I am twenty-four and I am a lesbian. I think. I say "I think" because there might be a couple of discrepancies in that opening statement. Firstly, I'm really Mikela, but absolutely nobody ever calls me that. The twenty-four claim is accurate enough. I've got my birth certificate at home, if you don't believe me. The second discrepancy . . ....
Introduction Hi it's me again, Davina, although I hope by now you're thinking of me as "Dave". As introductions go, this is going to be a short one. For anyone who missed the story of me losing my virginity, I'd have you know I'm currently twenty-six and often get mistaken for a bloke. I'm also tired of being depicted as a boring IT nerd so (quite shameles...
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...
"Oh!" Sara thought. "Crap." She whispered to herself. She was sitting at a long table against the far wall of the lunch room. She was sitting alone as she always was but that was not her problem. She had just took a break from studying, looking up, glancing around the room when her eyes met those of Anna Chase. Anna, a tall, blonde, athletic senior was look...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story picks up from No Holds Barred in Boston, which was based on the idea/request of a fan who wishes to remain nameless. We rejoin the action in a secluded retreat in Colorado, shortly before Trish gets back in the ring with Victoria. ***** Chapter One Mickie had to go back to the master bedroom to get the key for the handcuffs. Whil...
In this story, set in suburban Melbourne, I've introduced two fresh characters, and older woman, Lamara and a younger woman, Lisa. Without giving anything away, the career criminal mentioned in the story is fictional but inspired by characters out of the series Underbelly. I felt it lent a grittier feel to the story but I didn't want to take it too far in th...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a re-written version of a story previously uploaded in 2017. The story takes place many years ago in the past. All stories in this series take place in a time before internet and cell phones, but I leave it to you, the reader to decide what year or decade. This story reflects new content that I hope you enjoy. If y...