Jazmine POV It has now been a full three weeks and I'm still staying at Kymona's place. I've taken advantage of her home office to get some work done because I still don't feel up to going in physically. I'm also not ready to go back home yet. I feel good being here with her. She cooks for me, teaches me how to cook some of her meals from back home, teaches...
All the characters in this story are people you might know. Your mates, work colleagues or even a girl you've lusted after on the train. It is mostly true but highly embellished story based on female-female interaction ( well, the sex scene isn't is all I'm giving away! ). So if you are offended by 'that type of thing' look away - now! And so it continues.....
Why she didn't just lay there and let the voicemail pick up the message, Nancy didn't know. Perhaps it was just her dutiful nature to jump when she heard a phone ring. Something could have happened and someone on the other end might need her help, Or perhaps, maybe it was simply an overriding subconscious desire to vacate her Daughter's bedroom as quickly as...
It was a hot summer night. We were sitting on the patio by the pool with another couple, Rich and Rachel, who had come over for an evening of food and conversation. All of us were in suits and the evening air was hot and muggy. There was music playing in the background. It wasn't too loud, but loud enough that you could hear it over the sounds of the neighbo...
Never have I feared anything in my life, especially amongst friends. But one day something extraordinary happens, something I cannot explain or jots down on a piece of plan paper between two people with basically the same exact things in common. Lesley is an exchange student from France that no one in school really enjoys being around, nor cares too much fo...
Somehow Kimberly Stewart had survived five years as a military wife without Jim ever being deployed. Sure, he spent time in the training field in other units, but was never gone for more than a month, and was never in danger of dying. She hugged his big 6 foot frame at the edge of the parking lot. Jim brushed her red hair from her pale face to see her tear f...
(This is the continued story of Anne and Jen. I'm sorry for the long delay. It's hard to find the find time these days. I want to thank all of you for your nice comments on the first five chapters. I'm sorry about the use of "gaited" in chapter 4. That's what I get for not trusting "spell check." I hope you like the twist that this chapter will take. I'm try...
"Are they here yet!?" "Not yet my sweet, you have to be patient Beth." "I'm sorry Annie," said Beth, jumping up from the settee where she was sitting. "I just can't wait to play with her." "You have nothing to apologise for my sweet," said Annie, who stood at the side of the large front window, watching the long gravel driveway. Her dark eyes took in ever...
For my entire life, I've been perceived as a male. I mean, at least for as long as I can remember, anyways. I was raised with five brothers, and my chest never grew nor did my voice ever start to sound feminine. I cut all of my hair off when I was six, and with my mom and older brothers' help (also with a nudge/dare from my brother with support from my mothe...
I suppose everyone does it in their own way. Passing judgment on others because they do or don't do something in particular. Women who 'make out' with other women, aren't normal. The act isn't normal. That's what I always thought. In that respect, I was normal, the ones who did were not. A very good friend of mine had invited me over to her house for lunch....