A F T E R N O O N I pulled up in front of Mrs. MacGregor's house five minutes early and was relieved. The last thing I needed now was to be late. Her house was easy enough to find. 327 Parkway Drive was just where she said it would be, where the road bent to the left after turning from the major road. I checked myself in my rearview mirror. I had to rush ov...
Author's Note: My deepest gratitude to my editor, Janiexx for polishing and refining my story. Her contribution is invaluable and I extend my heartfelt thanks. "Do you feel guilty?" I looked at the attractive young woman lying next to me, her question hanging in the air between us. "Yes...I...ah..." I was having trouble thinking clearly because a pai...
The empty building felt like her empty soul, reminding her that something was missing in her life. Her body was like the empty building with a lot of space to be filled. Being as an empty shell and emotionless being wasn't easy. Walking toward the glass sliding doors leading outside to a balcony and opening the doors, a gust of cool wind blew against her bod...
Chapter Four: Responding to touches with the crop It was the third day of the Ponygirl Instruction course. All the girls stood up as Miss Cathy walked into class right after the nine o'clock bell. As the rule prescribed, they had stripped out of their tops. The teacher glanced at Sabel, sitting so shiny and pretty on the first row, and smiled at the thought...
Hello! This is my first submission, as well as my first ever story. It was originally written with the intent of being a standalone story. However, the more I revised it, the more I contemplated a possible sequel. I have already thought of possible ideas, but I am open to other ideas and suggestions, if you all would like this story to continue. Feedback is...
Note that the following events took place in the late 1980s to the early 1990s, before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** "Did Col. Stevens say what he wanted to see me about?" I asked, wondering what could be going on. "No," said Cheryl, "b...
(Author's note: This is intended for lesbians who have difficulties arising from severe church indoctrination that has affected their ability to accept their lesbianism. In Iowa, their Supreme Court opened up same sex equality. Fundamentalists launched a campaign to remove those justices who voted in favor of this, and succeeded. At the present time, an avow...
This has taken a lot longer than I anticipated, between work and the holiday's I took a bit of time away from writing. But it's done, so please enjoy. This is the first in a two part series, I haven't even started the sequel, so please don't ask. It's gonna take a while. I need to say a huge thanks to LiveCat for proof reading, editing and just being ext...
Chapter 1: Runaway Krista Radziwicz looked up the darkening sky and bit her lower lip. Her windshield wipers were shot and any serious rain made her car completely unusable. She was driving the speed limit in her hand-me-down Chevy Cavalier and decided to put the pedal to the metal. She was only five miles from her destination: school. Krista was nearing th...
The morning sun, chirping birds and warm breeze fluttering in through the curtains of my bedroom all conspired against my desire to continue sleeping. As I gradually regained consciousness and grudgingly opened my eyes, my waking mind quickly began replaying the events of the past 24 hours. I nuzzled my nose deep into my pillow and breathed deeply, rewarded...