This story, and all my stories, contain fictionalized characters from memories of my life. I am a 60+ year old BI woman. My stories are memoirs spiced with kinky imagination. I am submissive by natural inclination in most relationships. If you like kinky mature bi women I hope you will like my stories. * I love the new ride, black, fast, sexy and goes to...
I'm a 32-year old Californian woman living in London, England, where I've worked for the past few years as a college lecturer. I should say right away that I'm nobody's image of the stereotypical California babe – I'm tall, skinny, with wiry ginger hair but, if I say so myself, a youthful, pretty face. I came to London years ago to study, and to escape my vi...
Chapter Three: Negotiations Dear readers: thanks for your patience, I was hoping to get this one done over the Christmas break, but in the end I had to work instead. Then I got a promotion and things have been hectic, with no sign of letting up. But here's the third chapter, and I've just sent the fourth to my beta readers. ***** I slept soundly and woke...
Chapter 10 Alex should have canceled. That's what she told herself over and over this weekend. Going to lunch with this woman was all but sealing her fate. She knew that. But Quinn's words from her office were stuck on repeat in her mind no matter what she did. No sense of logic could keep her from this lunch. And that kiss. She had never had a kiss like...
If you were to ask someone who knew her, they would likely all tell you that Ayumi Goodbody did not typify the typical Asian girl. To begin with, there was the matter of her name. It wasn't made up or Americanized from a Korean or Chinese surname. Her father had been a Korean orphan adopted by the Goodbody family. He had 5 other siblings from varying nation...
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE (June 2004) Heather was awake but afraid to open her eyes. For a long, long time she lay still, pondering over three of life's great mysteries. What happened? Where am I? Why haven't I got a hangover? The answer to the third question was easy. That lucky metabolism of hers rarely did hangovers. She wasn't totally immune, but she cer...
Without fail I can identify when I notice someone for the first time. "Noticing" someone isn't the same as meeting them -- that's when you hear a name, shake hands or exchange greetings at some social function or introduction. Of course then you become aware of someone's existence. But "noticing" is different. For me it's when some individual's feature --...
Author's note: This is the sixth part of a very long story. My sincere thanks and heartfelt gratitude to all who have voted, emailed and commented on my story. Your support makes writing worth it. I hope Finding Love will continue be enjoyed. Comments and votes will be appreciated. Chapter 33 Kate and Meg's time at the inn was sweet and special for bot...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER – Welcome to 1988 and the Long Island town of Pine Tree Park where weird people do weird things and bad girls do bad things – with each other. Allison Johnson, an attractive blonde real estate broker, is the undisputed Queen Bee of the PTA and has a seemingly ideal life. However, as she has entered her 40s, Allison has been noticin...
-1- "Samantha, I can see Miss Collins driving down the road, you'd better get on down here." Sami gritted her teeth at being called Samantha; why can't her mother get it through her head? "Okay, momma, I'll be down in just a sec, okay?" Miss Collins, Sami's high school art teacher, was giving Sami a lift to a new life; the life of a college freshman at...