*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome, friend, to Chapter Five. If you haven't read Chapters One through Four, you'll be lost, and I worry you don't understand how Chapters work. Are you okay friend? As usual, I've updated...
Introduction Hello, it's me again: everyone's favourite cartoon-faced snub-nosed, sexy-specs wearer. Yes, you've all got it: Davina here, reporting for duty once more, ready to spill juicy secrets that for decency's sake perhaps should be kept behind closed blinds. No, make that "ready yet again"! After another lengthy break I am back in the mood to tell...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome friend, to Chapter 4. If you haven't read Chapters 1-3, you'll be lost. So very lost. As usual, I've updated the Spotify playlist found in the contact tab of my author page with the so...
This story is a continuation of I’m Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 8 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. * THE FLIGHT HOME 9 and I selected two seats on the next to th...
This story is a little longer but I've decided to keep it in one piece to avoid losing the rhythm. It's told in the First Person from the viewpoint of Ellen and because it's set in 1963 I've tried to keep the language as real as possible. The inspiration behind this story came from a picture of a ticket to the dinner JFK was supposed to attend the night of t...
CHAPTER THREE (Saturday, 20th April 2002) Rita joined Heather on the ancient leather settee. They sat with their arms around each other while Alex took his phone call. Not that he got to say a lot beyond "hello". Heather could hear his sister's voice jabbering away at the other end, but couldn't make out what she was saying. Half-hearing gibberish was, it...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
Her name is Maddie. She is my best friend. We have been inseparable since the first time we met in second grade. I will always remember that day. She was new to my school. Like every new student, she barely said a word when she first arrived. During recess, she just stood against the red brick wall of the school. I remember how well her red sundress matched...
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN (Thursday, 25th April 2002) Spider got out of his car and walked around it, propping himself on the bonnet. What with him and the BMW, the girls' exit was effectively barred. And the drug dealer would have made an imposing barrier by himself. He was wearing knee-length shorts and a Gold's Gym muscle shirt. On anyone else the logo might ha...
Chapter One (Monday 14th October 2002) Viola stared at the dildos in something approaching wonder. Only a week ago she would never have believed she would own a dildo. But now she had three. Three! Such gluttony was Heather's fault, of course. Not that Viola was blaming her newest lover in any way. As far as she was concerned the black-haired beauty was...