I’m in the supermarket. I don’t know how I got here, I don’t really remember. I don’t know why I’m in the supermarket either. Maybe it’s because of all the people that I ended up here. Maybe I followed someone here without either of us realising. It’s quite possible given the number of people there seem to be around me. And maybe if I could find the person I...
Heather walked into Kate's 1on 1 Fitness. A tall red head , successful in business she valued a good healthy workout. Kate, her trainer was on the phone. "No", the short hot blond said, "Sir I only train women, there are plenty of health club that offer personal trainers for men." She hung up the phone and smiled at Heather, "Right on time. Go in and begi...
Welcome once more, mes amies, to Smokeyville—your comfy little cubby hole for tasty Sapphic sexual torment and heartwarming romance. You're looking well. No, I did not lose control of my bladder; I'm just happy to see you. We've just passed a few sort of "milestone" Smokey Sagas...I don't know why I'm saying "we," since I've always written and edited these...
Characters: Julia Ann - The Fitness Trainer; Ana Foxxx - Fitness Class Participant "I'm late! I'm late! Julia is going to be so mad at me! Again!" Ana thought to herself as she grabbed her gym bag from the backseat. She scrambled out of her car, slammed the car door shut and ran up the stairs to the gym door. Ana could see that the class had already starte...
-Finally Chapter 3 for those of you who have sent me e-mails requesting another chapter. A big thank you and hugs to Lady Catie who helped me with some judicious editing. Stay tuned, kids, this will get more interesting, I promise.- * "Shit!" Dagmar hissed shifting her weight and leaning across Arabella to get the insistent telephone. "Hello, Dags here..."...
Hi!! Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know; I suck. This is a long time coming. In my defense, I had an original ending when I posted chapter 3 of Kismet Encounter but wanted it to be so much more. It deserved to be better. So, while trying to somehow better the ending, I decided I wanted to completely rewrite the story. Funny, in hindsight, funny and dumb. I got distr...
Note: Sorry because of my grammar! English is not my native language, so please be understanding because of the faults! Thanks! * There wasn't too much people in the gym. It was Saturday morning, so the most of the people were in their bed yet, to rest after the huge parties of Friday. But I wasn't one of them. Although I never lost a good party, and the...
Disclaimer: Do not read further if you are under the age of eighteen or are otherwise prohibited by law to view sexually explicit material. All characters engaging in any sexual activity in this story are at least 18 years of age. Do not reprint this work on any other website, or any medium, without express consent from the author (me!). Synopsis: A man a...
She was dressed in a short maid uniform, a lesbian slave serving coffee to her Mistress and miss Trixie, one of the eighteen year old students that her Mistress tutored. As Dina poured the coffee, her arm seemed to give way suddenly and the saucer tipped, spilling coffee in miss Trixie's lap. It was hot and soaked the clothes that covered the young girl's th...
Product tester required Chapter 1. The advert was brief and ambiguous. The successful applicant will be scientifically analytical and capable of applying testing procedures to consumer products. They will have experience in product safety legislation and familiarity with safety standards. Blah, blah. But no mention of the type of products. Joanne had recen...