If any of this going to make sense, and I want it to, then I need to give you some background. Think of it as a prologue if you like, I promise to keep it short. I was born at the tail end of the 1980's, the only child of parents who were as astonished by my arrival as I was myself. They called me Elizabeth on my birth certificate, but I was never anything...
This story has been resubmitted correcting the errors that were pointed out to me, and some others I also noticed. For those who might be reading this for the first time, I hope you enjoy reading it. For those who are reading it again, I also hope you enjoy it somewhat error free. Lisa Collins Brenda's Journey Sitting back in my swivel chair, I looked arou...
A story in eleven chapters of how two women test the murky waters of lesbian prostitution. Chapter 1: Finding her way. She'd been warned of course. She'd been told at beauty school that it could happen and that it probably would. "Just be firm and polite and resist," the instructor had said. "Try not to offend but if the other party becomes too persistent...
These stories are meant for people who are Adults. If you are not at least 18 years old, or are offended by erotic or sexual material, please do not read. I post the entire story each time so that people do not ask me to send them the earlier parts each time. The story is a work in progress that sometimes changes in addition to being added to. If you like t...
(Author's note: All of these stories are intended for a very specific audience—lesbians who've had problems with religious beliefs, and their overwhelming desire to love another woman. The mental and emotional stress they have been subjected to, while wholly unnecessary and erroneous, still takes its toll on those so afflicted. These stories were meant to r...
Author's note: Thanks to everyone who read and commented on part 1. This is the second and final chapter of Sumita and Jenna's story. As usual, it's quite long, though for once the sexy bits start near the beginning. ~~~ Jenna woke slowly. She felt warm and light, drifting down a wide, lazy river into consciousness. When she opened her eyes, the room w...
1949 -- In the beginning Prologue Julia Monroe leans her forehead against the window of the railroad car, her mind barely registering the scenery streaming by. As a young teenager, on her way home from the boarding school, she was fascinated by it, imagining all sorts of wonderful stories set on fantastical worlds. This time, Julia is thinking of a very di...
(This is a story about lesbian love. If you do not like to read about lesbians and their love, I suggest you find another story more to your tastes. Thank you.) (Author's note: This story is very much connected with The Devil's Advocate, parts 1 and 2, as well as Fortune's Wiles, part 2. For full appreciation of this story, it is suggested that these be rea...
Part 1 Prologue For as far as she could remember, long hours on the road had always been soothing to Stéphanie. She used to find peace of mind in the endless miles, as a passenger with her trucker dad, then as a driver. Even as a child, the road was her own form of meditation. She could see her father's concentration and tried to imitate it. Eyes roaming...
Hello, everybody! It has been a long time since I have submitted a work to the site. I am sorry for the delay. Life has thrown a lot of unexpected turns in my direction, and I have had so little time to work on my stories. Hopefully this will make up for the long wait for those of you who have been so supportive of my long ago efforts. Hopefully I do not dis...