I heard them and liked them, well before I ever met them. It was hard not to. My new neighbours liked to party outside, they laughed loudly and often. I was intrigued. God knows I'd been eavesdropping on their conversations for months -- endless months of leaving Joel asleep and completely sated in my bed, while I roamed my house in frustration like a sil...
"Do you know why I love you? Do you know why I keep coming back to you time after time? Well, you're hot, for starters, but it's so much more than that. You understand me. I need my freedom, and you get that. You would never try to tie me down or hold me back. With you, I'm free. We're together, we love each other, but I'm still free. You would never tell me...
Smiling, Kimberly couldn't wait to see Sandra. She'd gone to see her parents for a couple of days, and now she was hurrying back to her love as soon as she could. Ever since that first night, Sandra and herself hadn't been separated and they now had an apartment of their own where they happily lived together. Entering the apartment the young woman locked th...
Lily shoulders her bag awkwardly time and time again, in that annoying way women do when they neglect to keep it from sliding down their arms. She toys with the fabric of a dress, licking her teeth apprehensively as she peers into her bag. After some serious rifling around, she comes to the conclusion she was expecting. Pouting, she turns to her little comp...
"It is as gorgeous a day as you are," you jest. "Why do you say such wild things about me?" I manage to giggle the response out. "You don't like the wild things I say to you? What about the wild things I do to you?" You ask as you pull me into your arms and glide your hands down my sides until they land upon my ass, giving a possessive yet panty soaking...
Part 3 The Wife Everywoman. I am she. I do just what she does and I feel just what she feels. And then, in a flash, I am No-Woman: not a woman at all, only me, the middle ground between the sexes and not quite either. And for you, for your love, I became that woman. One of those women. Now I can single myself out, point a finger at my own face and say the w...
Some asshole had tried to explain to me, back in April, that the single-room in Waterford was "the size of a postage stamp." What a lying little bitch. "Oh my god," Stacy had squealed, "I hear there isn't even, like, a real bed in there, it's just, like, a mattress thrown on the floor." "REALLY?!" I had exclaimed, genuinely excited. I had always enjoyed vi...
Hi everyone! As per usual, I love comments and constructive criticism, so please send them my way! A great thanks to Azure_skies for quick editing. Hope you all enjoy! ***** From Irri's Eyes: Bee was grasping my hand tightly as we maneuvered our way to the outdoor patio of the club. The patio was urban and grungy with fairy lights that blended with my dru...
Charmine Paquette dodged construction workers and equipment as she ventured down the hall towards the only meeting room available. Leave it to the Government to fuck everything up, she thought. First the Centre for Brain Health was told that they were not on the closure list even though the Centre was not affiliated with an University. Then, on a Monday morn...
CHERYL In this next story Paula meets up with an old school friend and accompanies her to a reunion where she bumps into Cheryl. Like Paula, her marriage is also on the rocks but she's not willing to end it just yet, she's not into women but seems intrigued by Paula's impromptu confession that she's been having affairs with women. Author's note: A working...