For Jayla "The Intake" Sarah finally got herself to the agency to get some help with her life. She sat down and began to fill out the intake form the receptionist had given her. The intense struggle to deal with the mounting catastrophe of climate, nuclear and global terrorism had taken its toll on everyone. All the survivors felt guilt, remorse and a deep...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. "Church & State" Beverly was terrified. It...
I've spent every Friday and Saturday evening over the last three months sitting at a small table near the corner of the stage at the Magic Dancer Club. I have a few drinks and enjoy the show as the various ladies strut their stuff on the big stage. It's a very nice club if you happen to be into exotic dancing. It's an upscale club with an affluent white-coll...
The Jogger Chapter 1 When you want to meet women, the last place you'd expect to meet a woman is running a marathon. But lots of women run marathons, they train maybe 100 miles a week, and then they're ready to compete. David was determined to run a marathon, and hopefully meet a kindred spirit. He expected to meet someone who was all legs and not much up...
(Author's note: This is intended for lesbians who have difficulties arising from severe church indoctrination that has affected their ability to accept their lesbianism. In Iowa, their Supreme Court opened up same sex equality. Fundamentalists launched a campaign to remove those justices who voted in favor of this, and succeeded. At the present time, an avow...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place many years ago in the past. It is rather long, but it features many characters who appear in several of my other stories. The FTA, as mentioned in the beginning of the story, stands for Future Teachers of America. As always, if large age differences and butch/femme dynamic is not your thing, please skip this story. For e...
Disclaimer: This is fantasy. I have never met Amber Rose. I am a major fan of hers and I thought that it would cool to write a story like this because she is so beautiful. Thank you for reading this. ***** Hey, peeps! It's weird to be on a site like this to tell this story. First off, my name is Amber Levonchuck but the world knows me as the sexy, volupt...
Author's Note: This story includes a degree of male/female sex. It also includes a lot of unholy acts which some people may find disturbing. Please accept my apologies in advance and read on, bearing in mind that the battle of good against evil is relentless. And that good will always prevail. I hope. ***** Prologue The Thames was by no means the bigges...
The mélange of smells from within my shop wafted out to greet me when I opened the door. I breathed deep letting the damp smell of the city streets--a wet mixture of rain, exhaust and humanity--be washed away. As always the comforting scents of my shop reminded me of my home, my so far away home of Sikar. Specifically my Nani's house, when the summer rains w...
This chapter was meant to be the final chapter in Doris' fantasy, but the trip to the store became 'involved' and so took up the whole chapter. I hope the description has done justice to her fantasy and that you enjoy it. Well the rest of the week was a turmoil of emotion for me as I pondered what had happened that night with Andy walking into our home and...