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Finally, Summer was here! No more finals, no more early mornings – just sunshine and beaches for me! As my Mom left she reminded me, "While we're away this weekend honey you really should go through the boxes you brought back for Summer break" I just nodded my head not wanting to say anything that would keep them here any longer. Don't get me wrong, I ha...
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...
This is part six of my story, the other chapters can be found under my profile page. Thanks again for your patience and encouragement. EC ********** "I'm going to let you have some fun tonight." It was an all to familiar tone from Zara, cool but teasing, letting me know that she was up to mischief. I was sitting in her office once again, she had texted me...
Genevieve Smith finished her TA duties by handing back graded papers to the physiology students as they left class. It was 4:43 pm on Friday and she was excited to head back to her dorm for much needed rest and relaxation. That was, until she saw the Department Chairman come in and inform her Professor of a last minute crisis. Genevieve did her best to eave...
Full time college student. Sorority and politics club member. Weekend shifts at the hotel as a cocktail waitress. That was Stephanie's life at the moment. Chaos. An investment towards a bright future. The hotel was one of those extravagant intercontinental types. One of the perks of the job, besides all the generous tips, was meeting people from all over...
Prologue Where do I even begin in trying to describe my friends? How does one even pick a single point that might possibly give you even the smallest idea of what these bitches are really like? Don't get me wrong, I adore them all, each and every one of them, they just drive me crazy sometimes. I've known a couple of them for most of my life, the rest kind...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers "Is there anything I can do, doctor?" Laurel Coulter asked. "Please...call me Jan," I said, smiling. "I try to have friends as well as patients in my practice." I touched her bare thigh casually, her skin warm and smooth under my fingers. Laurel did a nice job of getting herself back into shape after her pregnancy...except...
IN HER COUSIN'S FOOTSTEPS- Part Seven They began the journey home under beautiful clear skies with the top down and hair blowing in the warm breeze. The weekend began with so many questions, most of which were answered. Neither girl had ever felt so free, so liberated, so self-aware - but they both knew that there would inevitably be moral and familial c...
Professor Angela O'Neil removed her glasses to rub tiredly at her eyes. Continuing a ritual she had already completed many times this afternoon, she turned her head to glance out the tiny window. It was fully dark now, the only light coming from the campus lights reflecting off the thick blanket of snow. Dark and dreary when she arrived in the morning, dark...