Hey everyone, here's part 3 of what will be called Love on the Baseketball Court Book 1: Rivals. I hope you like it. Please tell me what you think. This story and the characters are protected under copyright. Enjoy! Marcela's Perspective Tuesday morning, Sarah and I get up early like always and head off to the gym. We shoot around and do a few drills as w...
The following story has been submitted to the 2020 National Nude Day contest. Many, many thanks to AwkwardMD for beta reading this whimsical tale and offering her constructive insights! *** My name is Gisele d'Évreux, born of nobility to Auguste and Jeanne d'Évreux in the grand apartments of the Château de Versailles at the time of King Louis XIV's reig...
Once I arrived in Mexico, I was asked to stay on the plane by one of the flight attendants. I sat in my seat until the whole plane cleared out, from there a gentleman in a black suit boarded the plane and said the key words only I would know, "Captain America awaits for you in his car." My biological father was known as Captain America because of his striki...
Avery Johnson lived in Mexico. No...this story does not take place south of the border where the tequila is ingested like water, and almost anything can happen. This story begins in a small, almost unknown town in the north east part of the state of Missouri. Nestled between the acres of corn, wheat, farms and forest is Mexico. In a rather ancient two-bedroo...
This story was co-written by Browncuriousity, please do not reproduce without author(s) premession. Evelyn Masters sighed as she cut across three lanes of traffic to get of at the Maple St. exit. More than one person was laying on their horn and giving her impolite hand signals. Thanks to her mother she had nearly missed her exit. "Evie girl can you hear...
SS49: "Maid In America" *** March 20th, 12:15 p.m. Madison Roschfeld rang her bell. "Miss Magnusson!" she called. "Tea time!" Recently hired Karin Eva Magnusson hastily put the finishing preparations on the tea for her socialite mistress and her guests. She couldn't afford to keep them waiting. Finally, she placed the saucers on the tray and the cu...
Note that the following events took place in 1981, long before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. Note, too, that the minimum drinking age in Georgia was lowered to 18 in 1972, just before the events depicted in the flashback scenes. *** I'm fly...
Ellie: You up? I stared at the message on the screen. I knew it was from her before I even picked up my phone. No one else ever texted me this late at night... Per usual, I froze up before replying to her. I let my eyes linger on the three dots that were appearing and disappearing. I wondered what she was typing and deleting. I didn't even really need to...
Part I – Kenzie's Story Cursing and crying, I entered the last few digits of the number into my disposable cell phone and hit Send. I hoped she was home. If she wasn't, I was going to fall apart. "Hello?" the voice began. "Danni? It's me Kenzie," I said with forced cheerfulness. Danni had been my best friend in high school. We had been inseparable from t...
Hello, dear readers! Sorry for the delay but these last weeks were hectic. This last chapter is a little bit longer. I hope you'll like it. Let me know what you think in PMs or in the comment section. I'm always open to feedback as long it's constructive. I reply to all messages requiring an answer when the email provided is functional. Check your spams for...