Angie stared at herself in the full length mirror at the foot of her bed. Her curly dirty blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders onto her mature co-ed breasts. Co-ed? That's right, Thirty year old Angie was back in school. Even though she was only a freshman and had to live in the dorms she quickly learned how to waste time just like the other kids. Learnin...
Lauren was a 45-year-old single woman. She was single by choice and not by lack of attention. There were suitors but, she just hadn't found that one, that special person that she had in mind. Sometimes, she wondered if perhaps her standards and expectations were too high. Maybe, although, she doubted that strongly. Her person was out there. She would know it...
My name is Lara, I am 25 years old and a lesbian, yes, you heard me, I am a lesbian. Perhaps I should start with a little description of myself, to set the mood a little bit. Okay here goes... I am four foot ten inches tall, tiny I know, but my height is not the only thing on me that is tiny. My breasts are 28 A cup, practically none existent really. Very s...
Dear Readers: If you are following Miranda's journey I do hope it will continue to bring you pleasure. If this is your first introduction to Miranda, I encourage you to begin with chapter one. It's worth the trip. Thank-you, YOGAKAY XXOXXOX ***** Detective Lyons Three weeks had passed and Miranda still hadn't received any calls from the two policemen...
The lakeside restaurant has a good reputation for its wine cellar, its original food creations, its spectacular view, its conviviality. ***** 'It's been over a year. She knows everything about me. There's nothing to worry about.' Aida tells herself. 'I'm only meeting a friend, a good friend... My therapist says I should stop spinning everything and look...
Rebecca stood in the middle of the restaurant and bit her lip hard. Her cheek stung from Brian's slap and she was desperately trying to hold back tears. As she looked around, the eyes of the patrons were looking anywhere but at her. They were embarrassed for her and tried to casually go back to enjoying their dinners. She looked around and saw the washrooms...
Author's note: All of the characters in the Chelsea series are, of course, entirely fictitious. I've been thrilled to receive your messages of support and hope you enjoy this final instalment. As always, votes, comments and emails are welcome. ----------- Chelsea Collins emerged from her ensuite bathroom clean, refreshed and completely naked. Her husband,...
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Six months had past since the last time she laid eyes on her former Protector, every moment they where apart was like a searing hot knife through her heart which slowly twisted with each day. Never seen outside the Royal Court, Princess Cleo had become a shadow of her former self in the absence of the woman she had come to love, too the point where she had a...
On the morning after her twenty-first birthday, Lexi awoke to the scraping of a steel razor between her thighs. Her hangover was proof of the wild night she'd had, and her stomach churned at the thought of screwdrivers, sea breezes, and gin and tonics she'd tossed back with her friends and her boyfriend, Jack. Her memory of the night's events was fuzzy, tho...