"Seriously Jo?, Three weeks?" Tess asked her step-sis on their weekly Skype call to each other. "Yep. Final assignment paper work is in the mill as we speak. I'll be back stateside before Christmas and will have some leave before I have to report," Jo told her sister-lover. "Super! Can't wait to see you, baby!" Tess exclaimed excitedly. "Me either. In fac...
Marie and Lynn's relationship continued to grow over the days that followed Marie's initiation to lesbian sex. Although Marie enjoyed the sex she still felt that something was missing. Lynn sensed what Marie's problem was and decided it was time to broaden her friend's education again. On Friday afternoon when Marie met Lynn on the Quad for lunch Lynn told...
Grace and I spent a lot of time together this week, owing mostly to the snow day. We'd hardly had time to talk since Sunday morning after that amazing night with Kale. I had to get to work fixing my thesis and shit, and she had a busy Sunday planned, taking advantage while the kids were with her ex. But on Wednesday, the big snow storm hit New England. Every...
She was my co-worker, classmate, student, and most of all, my friend. I hadn't known Liz for too long, no more than a year really, but she had become one of my closest friends. She was also one of the prettiest girls I'd ever met. She'd never thought she was anything special, not even the strings of suitors could prove to her that she was desirable. My sweet...
The week after talking to Professor Keller was a blur. I went to class but felt like a zombie. I walked passed women talking or holding hands and just looked straight head avoiding all contact. I barely talked to anyone at all. That weekend Heather and I stayed home again with Tammy dodging any invitations to parties or dates. Even with them I felt disconnec...
Brin hadn't intentionally avoided having sex. She'd always had a vague curiosity about it, in fact, and she would probably have been happy enough to experiment, if it had come up in a natural way. It had simply never come up in a natural way. She had known by the time she was twelve or thirteen that she was gay, though she hadn't consciously known that her d...
***Author's Note: It seemed that a lot of people didn't like the last chapter. I said it was going to be rough. Anyway, from now on I'm going to try to place the chapters into better categories. The last one probably should have been in Fetish.*** ***** Olivia couldn't sleep the entire night. She managed to sneak back into her room after her clothes and sh...
Author's note: as with much of my work, this cautionary tale bridges the gap between D/s and romance, so please be prepared for a little light power play here and there. My thanks, as always, to Lisa Jones for editorial support; and to Halcyon Flux for encouragement in general and brainstorming those pesky desires in particular. If anyone is wondering what a...
It was the Monday after that fateful Friday afternoon in Professor Grant's office. I had her class at 2:30 PM and there was no way I could skip. One, it would count as an absence and I already had too many and two, it would be really obvious to Professor Grant why. I decided I would go to her class and I would look great when I did. I dug around in my closet...
In the wash of new light, Tristy sat in a boring lesson. Yawn. "Waverly, Waverly, Waverly," Tristy sang to herself in a daze. Oh, with Tristy and her dear Waverly currently walls apart, Tristy longed for her girlfriend's presence. With her hands on her cheeks, her elbows on the desk, Tristy rocked her head from side to side as she dreamt of her dear Waverly...