"Wow tonight's going to be great!" Cindy said to herself. "I wonder if I should make this slit go up higher." Cindy was staring at herself in the mirror. She was getting ready for her big prom night. It was going to be perfect. The last big fling before I'm off to college, she thought. Her boyfriend, Jeff, was gorgeous, and he had planned out everything tha...
Penelope studied economics at the university in Sevilla and she had gotten a scholarship for studying half a year in Sweden. From the beginning she had loved the atmosphere of liberalism and freedom in the Nordic country. It was quite different from the South of Spain. She loved her home in the south but it was still difficult for young women there in some w...
We cannot alter what happened in the past, but it was New Year 2000 and I was thinking of this New Year as a fresh start. For some reason whilst I was making coffee and toast for my breakfast, I was thinking about where I was five years ago, it was when I shared flat with one other girl in Southampton over looking the Solent. If I could go back in time, I kn...
If there is any better feeling than being in love, I haven't found it. If there is any better feeling than making love to the person you love, it must be beyond imagining. If you're lucky enough to be loved by TWO special people, you've been blessed. I consider myself a lucky, lucky girl. I found two people that I love with all my heart and who love me ba...
It was at the park when I first noticed her. A woman in her 50s I guessed, sitting crossed legged on her blanket, eating her picnic lunch, reading a book and enjoying the warm July summer sun. Like most days, now that school is out, I sit at the park, feed the birds and enjoy reading my Danielle Steele novels when I'm not working. I landed a nice summer job...
Lynette sat at the table by herself. She gazed thoughtlessly over the railing across the calm lake. Her eyes fixed for brief moments on the occasional jogger, cyclist, dog-walker, stroller-pushing-mom and other passers by. She never gave these people a thought. She used these calm, quiet summer afternoons to let her mind relax from the pressures of the day....
The women in the multicolored and glittering oriental dresses were clapping their hands – applauding to their teacher Soraya, as well as to each other and themselves. It was the last evening of the belly dancing course we had been attending for the last 6 months and we all were exited about the progress we had made. A little sad about this being the last eve...
This story was written at the request of, and for a fan. She knows who she is, and I hope the pleasure she gets from the story does not fade too quickly. You sit at your computer, searching for and finding exquisite pictures of exquisite women, your senses already heightened at the sight of them, your attention completely on the screen, your mind and though...
I never thought of myself as a lesbian. I thought of them as butchy and unfeminine. Besides, I was into two things when I was 18. Cute guys and ballet. That would all change when our studio got a new dance teacher. Her name was Miss Sanders. She was about 26 and had had a brief career as a professional dancer. An injury had forced her to retire early and s...
This is the sordid tale of how I, a successful, married woman, became a slave to a 19 year old girl. I'm 32 and own my own business, an upscale boutique catering to the wealthy and upper class, the type of women who are interested in the latest styles and not very concerned about the price. Coming from a lower middle class background I often found myself qui...