Life has a very nasty way of not being fair. Three years after she enlisted in the army she was shipped off to Iraq. My heart would stop every time I heard the news say that a soldier was killed. When ever a car would pull up near out apartment I was so scared it was the army coming to say that she had been killed. She made it a point to call me every week o...
If you haven't read Chapter One yet, please find it. Many of the innuendos found in this submission relate back. To all of those who rated, commented and followed, THANK YOU!!! You have made me feel so welcome! I hope you enjoy Chapter Two. Ready Player Two Chapter Two Diana nursed her beer as she looked around the bar. Scruffy Murphy's was an institut...
"Sergeant Lori Parker?" I snap forward in my seat. The voice is the first sound I've heard while sitting alone in the waiting room. Fidgeting with a sealed folder in my hands, I look up at the nurse standing over me. She's an older woman with graying hair and a sour demeanor. I can practically feel her gaze burning holes into my skull - she's scrutinizing...
When I travel on business I always take along my gym clothes to work off my frustration and business worries. This week I was in a quiet mid-western city not known for it's night life let alone for it's lesbian community. After my morning meeting and lunch with my client I felt that I could use a workout and maybe a sauna or massage. My agenda for this eveni...
FOREVER GRATEFUL (Lesa and Krista) A LESBIAN STORY * In an apartment building, two women living in separate suites were getting ready for a wonderful evening. Krista was living on the bottom floor. She was in front of her mirror in her bathroom putting some make up on. After completing her last finishing touches, she looked at herself all dressed up for...
"Well, it certainly is nice to see you," the president said as she shook her hand. "Even though I would've thought Mr. Dewall would stop by himself. I'm not inclined towards taking things personally, but I can't help but wonder..." Katherine smiled, shaking Salas' hand once more for the cameras before the two women retreated into a private meeting room. "We...
My name is Estella Barnes. A six-foot-two, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and big-bottomed, somewhat tomboyish Irishwoman living in the city of Chicago, Illinois. I'm an intern from the University of Illinois working for the Opal Winston Show. Yes, the Opal Winston Show. I can't tell you how excited I was to work for the show. I've always loved Opal Wi...
Jen met Laura her first year at the Air Force Academy. Laura was from Beverly Hills, California. Her father was a TV Producer, and her mother a fairly recognizable actress. Laura was a Junior, two years ahead of Jen, and even after two years at the Air Fore Academy Laura would still sometimes ask herself how the hell she came to be in the service. Laura was...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers (Author's note - I decided not to change any of the time periods or political references in this story written 8 years ago, because it's about love, not war.) Afghanistan 2004 Emily Anderson preceded Kit Taylor by a half hour entering the small house, located in a small village outside Kabul, lent to them by a sympathetic...
The final bell of the day had finally run bringing the longest and worst day of Sarah's life to an end. Tonight was the senior Prom and nobody had asked her out. She threw her books into her locker and slammed it shut before heading for the exit. You could almost see the anger radiating off of her as she walked and most people simply stepped out of her way....