Ch. 01: The Scarf My darling concubine, Sadly, we are separated by enormous distance, yet I find myself thinking of you. I remember the first time I saw you... I walked through the market place searching for a gift for my Prince. No longer in his favor, a little bored with me, I hoped to rekindle his passion with an unusual present.—new blood for his co...
Madeline was surprised by the invitation. She wasn't particularly good friends with the senior saleswoman, and yet here was Peggy asking her if she'd care to join her that Sunday for a quiet afternoon on the lake. Madeline had often heard about Peggy's pleasant little cabin overlooking Mumford Reservoir, and so without giving the matter much thought she cons...
Monica and I continued being BFFs having coffee from time to time and running. She signed up for the 10k program which surprised me, that little vixen was hooked on running. She even signed on for the half marathon before we ran the 10k goal race. The 10k was more of a fun run. Instead of racing for time, we did intervals the entire six point two miles. Run...
Empires are, I think, male. They thrive on aggression, ambition, and a desire for riches and power. I like what riches bring, but I can sleep in only one bed, live in only one place and eat only one meal at a time. There is something in the drive for Empire I do not understand. I think that like the male sex drive it is to do with possession and the instant...
So it was that at four o'clock the following day, Jimmy and I entered a cupboard on the landing and slipped down a passage to the window that looked out into Georgina's boudoir. From her side the window was a mirror and, as she had explained, it was through this that the photographs were taken. It was a lovely room, smaller than the salon and richly decora...
Suddenly I'm awake. But why? I have a vague feeling that a noise woke me but no idea what that noise was. Outside a storm is raging and I can hear the sound of rain against the window. Reason tells me that this is what woke me but I know somehow that it wasn't. I roll over and grope for the clock on the bedside table. I press the button and the light comes...
"Holy shit, Tori. Look at that!" My friend Ben nudged me and nodded his head in the direction of the pretty brunette walking our way. I had been having fun flashing a few of the male shoppers in the mall. It was a common noontime practice for me, even when Ben was with me. Now I could see what had caught his eye. The girl moved with a liquid sort of grace,...
This is the first time I've written in several years. It's a quickie; nothing like the more emotionally involved romances I posted then, so I'm not sure how it will be received. But it was all I could find time for. I am grateful to Lara_Blackadaar for helping me to shake off some rust and whip this minor piece into what I hope is readable form. I am equal...
The bar wasn't strictly a lesbian bar, but a lot of queer women frequented it. It was also close to my condo on my way home from work, so I tended to end up there at least a couple of times a month, more when I was between girlfriends. That was my situation when I walked in on a Friday night after a long week. I wasn't even particularly looking to get laid,...
You ask me how I became the sex slave of a much older woman? Honestly, I think you're asking the wrong question, if you don't mind me saying? What you should be asking me is how it took so long? Because some things are more of an inevitability than a random occurrence. Like water flowing downhill or a meteorite falling to earth, the path that I found myself...