I never looked forward to the night bus home from college. It was a long, boring bus ride, 5 hours to Dayton, and then another half hour taxi ride to my moms' house from the bus depot. There is nothing quite so ugly as the Dayton bus depot at 3 in the morning. The bus was often full. At best, I would get a window and an empty seat next to me. At worst, the t...
Ah Sunday. The day of football and beer and shouting men who fill my living room all day long. Sound exciting? Well maybe for some it would but for me, this meant another day of keeping myself occupied. You see I'm what is called a "football widow". My husband is a football fan and we made an agreement a long time ago that Sundays would be his day with his b...
I had just turned eighteen, the first time I ever touched another woman. It was a tender age of experimentation, insecurity, and hedonism. Lots of things happened that year, I bought packs of cigarettes that I never smoked, because I could. I watched porn, and went to adult shops. I did all the things I'd been told I couldn't do when I was younger. I did it...
A small, 5 foot 1 inch woman approached the front desk of her coed dorm. Her hair was a messy river of ember red curls, sitting atop her head in a half-assed bun which bounced as she walked enthusiastically towards the receptionist. Behind the desk were two women, probably around 20 years old, both staring down at their phones until the red head started her...
It's a custom rigid 1970's Harley Davidson. She found it out in the Midwest somewhere, in the middle of a corn field. Literally. It was love at first sight! Oh no, not for me. I've seen the pictures and trust me, it was a rusted heap of junk. The engine was froze, tires cracked and dry-rotted, and I think a family of field mice had made a rather nice home in...
Prologue: First off, I must tell you that I'm rich and young. I've done it all, seen it all; well almost. Being young, sex is never far from my mind. In fact it’s always on my mind, especially when I see a buxom teen prancing around in tight clothes pretending they know the ways of the world. I guess you could say I have an issue with control; I never had...
Sappho: Our second team are ready to get under way. Let’s meet our two stars, Barberboi and Petal. When the show was mooted, these gals were the first to sign. They have been inseperable since they became lovers, which you can read about in my stories “Adventures of Barberboi”. Barberboi,: “Hey! I’m 32, A crew-cut punkdyke. I’m a lifelong short-hair fetish...
She didn't know I was there. Or maybe she did, and just didn't care. It was 1:30am on a Wednesday. Late by my standards. I realize I wasn't the typical college freshman, but I had shit to do the next day. Didn't we all? I guess some people cared about responsibility more than others. Oh well. This is why I was in bed. I like sleep. My roommate, Riley, had h...
Sarah sat outside the chain coffee shop sipping her latte. She was supposed to be meeting a friend on their weekday, day off, but was increasingly convinced that she had been stood up. While she was checking messages on her phone, the sky darkened, momentarily as a woman asked, "May I sit here with you?" "Sure, of course" Sarah looked up to see the woman, a...
Right now, there is a lot of political blow-back about the anti-abortion defunding of cancer screening. Hey--but lesbians don't have much problem with getting pregnant anyway. What all women resent...is men dictating our rights, sticking their nose (among other thing) into our business. I am talking about the biggest fund raiser on the planet, and an amaz...