"Valentines day, the perfect day for a wedding," Christy thought, as she stood in the dressing room of the church and gazed at her reflection in the full-length mirror. Her honey-blonde hair was tied to the top of her head in tight braids and cascaded down her neck and onto her shoulders in soft ringlet curls. Doe-like brown eyes with long lashes gazed back...
"Here's to twenty years. Twenty fucking years." Jeremy and I are sitting on the trunk of his car in the parking lot of our old high school. Nineties music floats out from the gymnasium. He passes me the flask. "I don't know why I let you talk me into this." I take a swig and wipe my mouth with my sleeve. "I don't want to see any of these people." "Not eve...
Izzy and Jessica finished dinner and got ice cream cones for dessert. They walked around the lido deck and upper decks, looking out at the ocean as the sun began to dip below the horizon. They stared out at the open ocean, not saying a word as they ate their ice cream. Once they finished they headed to the International Aft Lounge for an hour-long presentati...
A wave of nostalgia washed over Rajni when she opened the rusty gates to her quaint, dusty old house in the village. It had been almost nine years since she had last visited. A lot had happened during those years. Her grandmother had died. Her parents had separated. She had discovered something shocking about herself- she was gay. Her life had been turned up...
Overall they left me alone most of the next week. Heather seemed to spend all of her time with Cat and Tammy spent her time with Gina. It was strange to be all by myself, I felt so alone. By the next weekend however they were all hanging out in my room. Heather and Tammy had changed a lot in that week; they had embraced their new lesbian lifestyle and taken...
This story is pure fiction. Any resemblance to any people real or imagined is purely coincidental. Chapter 1: I'm Only Sleeping My name is Natasha Hospes. And I want to tell you a story, A story about love. I grew up in a small town just outside LA. I got good grades at school, Especially in maths, I've always been good at maths. Which is lucky because I'...
Saturday morning, I would have slept through my alarm if it hadn't been for Maisie jumping on the bed and licking my face at nine a.m. I dashed into the shower at breakneck speed and then hurried out, wrapped in only a towel into my bedroom to try to find something to wear. I rifled through my closet and groaned in frustration. Everything looked wrong! Why h...
Chapter One Greta The rain fell with unrelenting force. It was bad, even for Aberdeen, Washington; pouring down on everything, tapping on the roof and windows. The wind howled ferociously, shaking the trees next to my bedroom window and causing the branches to hit the glass repetitively, making a loud 'tap' with every strike. Each loud sound, each clap of...
Even at 18, I was awkward. I wasn't in the popular social clique, but I had my friends at school. I always loved horses though, and when I was younger, I started working at a stable, exercising rich people's horses. I shoveled hay, handled the animals, and kept myself fit. I went to dances and had some boyfriends, but nothing more than I kiss. When I look...
It was actually kind of weird. My sexual history was somewhat limited though I had started young. By 19, I had a 4 yr old daughter. I had been with my husband & 2 others when I first met Ronald. He was a friend of the guy I was dating. I had become unattached by the time I saw him again. We went for a drive that night. I felt a strong sexual desire but did n...