For the second morning in a row Helen rolled over to find herself in Sam's bed, woken by the light filtering through the thin curtains. For a while she just lay there, watching her lover sleep, feeling a deep inner contentment that had been missing for so long from her life. She thought over the events of last night; she was still somewhat surprised by how s...
Hello, my name is Sam Mason. For reasons I will not yet divulge, I have been asked to conduct, and record, an interview with a woman by the name of Karen Smith. The focus of this interview will principally concern Ms Smith's acquaintanceship with a Miss Sarah Dunlop. It is worth noting at this time, that I have not met with, nor had any communication with,...
Rachel Johnson was enjoying her first day off from work in over a month. The twenty-three year old lesbian vixen was a massage therapist. She spent the day lounging on her back porch getting a tan. She had dozed off to sleep a couple of times. She was woke up by a moving van next door. Someone was moving into the house behind her's. As she wondered who it w...
"I don't believe you." I shrugged. "OK." I could tell from the corner of my eye that she was looking at me intently, challengingly. "When?" She demanded. "Which time?" She hesitated a moment as if in shock, then she half-shouted, "YOU'VE DONE IT MORE THAN ONCE?" "Yep." "No way." She turned away, entirely unconvinced. I didn't care if she believed me o...
March of 1843. London, England. At that time, seldom did the majority of the population know about the underground network of Dominant slaveholders, but every once in a while, a young girls or boys would be taken from their homes in the night, never to be heard from again. The aristocracy did not approve of this, but considering that it was many of their own...
This is a lesbian romance with a decidedly Christian theme. If this turns you off, read no further, skip to the end, drop your 1 bomb and go your way. * Altowiese MacMurtry woke first, and felt Jere's hand still on her hip. Altowiese slept without any clothes on, even on a cold spring night. It was still dark. Altowiese gently moved Jere's hand away and, e...
There will be more later but some readers were unhappy about the ending of part one so I wanted to address their issues right away...slyfox * The physical therapy got harder and more painful, a fact that helped keep me sane because I was so tired all the time that I slept a lot. Speech therapy was done three times a week along with some exercises that I go...
I watched her sleep. Dressed in nothing by a lacy camisole and matching boy shorts. It contrasted with her golden skin. Her long, relaxed hair fell in layers around her face and I gently pushed a few of the strands back. Her legs curled beneath her on my plain cream couch, the dragon tattoo that ran done her right thigh never failed to turn me on. I alway...
Noelle was a 19-year old British University student in her second year of an English Major. With green eyes, long dark blonde hair, slim body and small but perky breasts she would have made for a model, had it been not for her diminutive stature. She had decided to spend a couple of weeks in the summer to visit the East Coast of the US. She especially wante...
It had been a few months since I had seen the girl in yellow in the library. I still thought about her from time to time, especially while masturbating. I had been back to that corner of the stacks a few times since then, hoping -- but also dreading -- to see her again, but she never showed. I was starting to think I wouldn't ever see her again. Maybe she wa...