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THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 1: Awakening the Slut Within This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but she felt...
Chapter 17 Miss Helena herself took on the role of mentoring Terry as the young woman began her service in the very exclusive salon. She liked the girl; she was polite, warm, and friendly. She treated all with respect, from the very wealthy client that came once a month for pampering and care, to the client that had scraped and scrimped and saved just enou...
After graduating from college, I was drowning in debt, owing more than $15,000 in student loans and grants. The bank threatened to freeze my account if I did not pay everything back in three months and the minimum wage job I had made that almost impossible. My parents could not help, having to deal with their own expenses and I was hesitant to borrow money f...
*** "Alana! Wow. It's been a while. How've you been?" If it was even possible, Bella looked thinner than before. She took off her glasses and revealed those same doe eyes, but with dark circles underneath. She looked visibly perturbed, shifting uncomfortably in her chair but still trying to maintain the façade that she was happy to see her ex-lover. At lea...
On Tuesday and Thursday mornings I have an hour between classes, and I use the time in the gymnasium, doing floor exercises, working up a sweat. I tossed my tights and singlet in my bag, grabbed a towel, and went into the shower room. Damp and dark; 20x20, tiled from floor to ceiling, with shower heads spaced every five feet or so. I was just rinsing off, w...
My name is Dena Jarvis. A lot of people think my life is easy. It's really not. It's hard being me. A five-foot-eleven, blonde-haired and green-eyed White chick born into a wealthy family in the city of Houston, Texas. My parents, Liam and Deanna Jarvis of Austin, own controlling interests in some of the biggest oil companies in Texas and around the Globe. I...
"Lose weight." Beth snorted and pinched the side of Tina's trim thigh. "If you lose weight, you'll disappear, Tinkerbelle." Tina wiggled away from Beth's wandering fingers with a grin. "Think of something else." "Stop smoking." Beth laughed out loud at that. Tina hadn't ever smoked in her life. "Listen, princess, if you're not going to take this seriously...
"I can't believe she's even old enough to have a boyfriend." I leaned in to whisper my words to Gretchen as we cuddled together on the couch. Gretchen's head was tucked under my chin as we shared both a spoon and a pint of Haagan-Daas—just like old times. "Time didn't stop when you left, you know." Janie tossed the length of her honey-colored hair over her...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...