We woke around nine when Amanda's phone rang in the guest bedroom. We laid looking at each other, knowing it was probably her mother. Amanda snuggled closer to me, wedging her leg between mine. "Should I answer it?" "Of course, she wants to know you're safe, babygirl. She's your mom." "I know. Am I safe?" "Not really, I'm going to devour you sometime t...
Brenda's Birthday After discovering that my lingerie supplier now saw me as a close friend rather than a customer (see Coffee with Brenda) it had opened a new type of relationship, one that I thought ended with my school years. However, that coffee date started a real close and personal relationship which is followed up in this story after receiving an invi...
List of Major Characters How's this for an alternative introduction? My latest story is intended to be readable on its own and I don't want any new readers to be put off by hearing that "more has gone before". Hopefully, from the sketches below and enlargements in the tale as we go, it will all make sense. So let's do it . . . Dotty: Me, your humble narra...
CHAPTER SEVEN (Sunday, 21st April 2002) 'Guess what?' said Rita as she came back into the waiting room. 'Alex won't leave his sister's side. You'll have to go one at a time.' 'I'd better go last.' Mother smiled. 'I might have to drag him out by the ear.' The nurse had a put-upon air about her now, doubtless thanks to Alex. Heather followed her through a...
Megan and Jennifer had met on the first day of school, and had instantly become friends. They were both in their mid 20’s and were going to a Technical school to learn computers. On the first day of school Megan had come to her class for Information Technology. She had been afraid she would find all the other students were straight out of high school and t...
Author's Note: This is the third (and final?) story in my Friend series; it is also the longest. This story has changing points-of-view. Each section will be labeled by character: Ginger, Becks (Rebecca), and Zara. It is better to have read either (or both!) of my earlier "Friend" stories (Friends Like These and To Be a Friend) to understand some of the ref...
Jocelyn was new in town, and, right away, she was in trouble socially. The "regular" girls at school saw her as an oddball because she came from a city out West. Jocelyn looked different, talked different, and acted different. She was a foreigner to these sheltered teens. It didn't help that her small size made her appear young when, in fact, she was one...
"Hey, maybe we could celebrate something or other on the town tonight? What about that bar you mentioned," Virginia said. I looked at her, thinking about my response. Virginia and I had arrived at my house in Fort Smith, and had a couple of days free before we had to continue our trip: me to deliver "art" to several cities in North Carolina, and Virginia to...
Right after school, Wendy texted Sarah and Madelynn to see if they're free this afternoon, but they both replied that they were busy. Lauren called Wendy suddenly, saying that she can't meet up with her because of a sudden errand. Sarah hadn't given her any assignments yet. Wendy was instinctively trying to find an excuse to not visit the address. It wasn't...
This story just came to me in one of those waking dreams. I have no idea if a Black Tie club exists in New York, or anywhere else for that matter, but it seemed like a good backdrop for two women to meet and eventually fall in love. As the story is written by an American, I've had to change the spelling of some words to add authenticity. Finally, in editing...