****Please Read This First**** Although I am posting this story in the 'Lesbian sex' category it's a love story, not a sex story and there is precious little sex in it. There's just enough, in my view, to keep it out of 'non-erotic' so, if you're looking for hot girl-on-girl action you will be sorely disappointed and I advise you to look elsewhere. So, pl...
All good things must come to an end: this is the final instalment in the The Mechanic series. Like my other stories, this is not a 'wham bam, thank you ma'am' story, and you'll probably want to read the other parts in the series first to understand the backstory. For those of you who have been following my characters every step of the way, trust me in saying...
I want to apologize for the "5a" chapter being posted. I had moved it to my drafts folder without intending for it to be published after a change of heart with the content. This is a revised version of chapters one through four with my intended chapter 5 at the end. Thank you to everyone who provided feedback on the series to date. I hope you enjoy the sto...
Meditation Mount "What about a picnic?" Emily whispered. Guru Sri Sri Shanti was droning on about the soul being a flower that opened when the light of the Vedas shone upon it. Emily was bored because she knew a lot more about the Vedas than Sri Sri Shanti aka Joseph Poplowitz. "I've had just about enough of this." She murmured to Susan, who sat next to h...
CHAPTER ONE A well-known man in the Nelspruit community, John Carpenter, took his wife and two sons out camping for a weekend in a woodland reserve. His daughter, Jane, could not go with them, as she was in Pretoria University righting her final exams majoring in archaeology and doing her final level in martial arts as a sport. The older son, Graeme, had en...
Eight The twins had indeed found the place Sheera had told them about; it was strewn with rocks the size Eva had asked for, but even for them they were too heavy. So they had asked a few other Amazons for help, and, as Eva's whistle reached them, were already on their way back to the village. The photographer smiled at the scene: two girls, walking cautiou...
This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah. Once again, a huge thank you to Bi_Cathy for helping proofread. Hopefully we've caught 99% of the typos now. This is the third part of a three part story. Please read the other parts first. All characters in explicit scenes are over eighteen. ******* Sarah had been correct. As soon as the sky outside showed any h...
Disclaimers: The characters are my own creation. This is part 2 of “Two Halves, One Soul”. This story picks up where the last one ended. Constructive criticism/feedback is much appreciated. A heartfelt thanks goes out to my beta reader. I couldn’t have done this without your input, support, and corrections. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The sleek black Harley hugs...
This story is protected by copyright and may not be copied or reproduced without the explicit approval of the author. * I peered thru the window at my daughter Megan and her friend Rachel as they strenuously practiced their cheerleading routines in the back yard. I was envious of their innocence, their youthful energy. It only seemed to magnify the despai...
It was a dark and cold night. Tom could hear the late night noises of central New York City in the distance. There was a smell of dust and abandonment in the old deserted factory. The windows were all cracked or broken. Pieces of glass lay shattered on the dusty floor. The walls were dirty and stained and the paint was peeling off like old skin off a snake....