A few days after the split, Karen was, once again, having a toilet break when she heard the door open. A group of women from her section entered. Immediately the smell of cigarette smoke filled the restroom. "So, did'ya catch that program on the telly last night? The one about them trannies?" "Trannies? What, like my Rob's van?" "No, you ha'p'orth, transs...
Samantha J. Waters was a huge disappointment to her mother when she was growing up. She didn't like to wear dresses, go shopping, or have anything to do with other "girly" pursuits. No, Samantha liked helping her older brother practice throwing deep, going fishing with her dad, and roughhousing with the neighborhood boys. Samantha was an all-out tomboy, whos...
"Get the fuck out, Castro!" Jace screamed at me, sending a plate my way. "No! This is my house, and I'm not leaving!" I yelled, dodging the plate. Jace was glaring at me now. All this started cause I came home late from work and was accused of cheating, when actually I was high off my ass. Worse, I know. "I'm not leaving either. I live here too. I don't ca...
Author's note: This series is classified as lesbian sex, because the focus is the female protagonist's relationship with another female. There are some heterosexual components to the story, but I hope you'll let that slide. For this mini-series, I was inspired to go for a drunk dream-like narrative. Enjoy! *** I'm alone in a new city, stranded because my p...
The gravel crunches under my high heels and the sound of girls' laughter drifts down from the bedroom window as I walk up the drive. At least someone had fun tonight, I think. The night is hot and airless and I can feel the sweat beginning to bead on the small of my back under my ballgown. Surely the storm must break soon. I raise one gloved hand to mop my b...
After the dance, both Hannah and Ariel couldn't stop talking about the fight between Ella and Riley. They were also amazed at how long the fight went on for. The more they talked about it, the more that itch grew and both knew they wanted to find someone to fight with. They began to throw names around, Kayla, 19, 5'5" 36C, from across the street, Lola, 19,...
She broke my heart at the start of the year. She told me she loved me, she told me we could be together, just the way we'd wanted to for all those years. And then she left me for him. It almost killed me, the pain. I almost didn't come out the other side of the depression that ensued. And yet here I am, eleven months later, meeting up with her for coffe...
My bag hits the floor, smacking down on the wooden tiles, and I close the door gently behind me. I sag, with my back sliding down the door, my hands behind me, until I'm crouched as though sitting on a chair. My eyes are closed, and I'm trying desperately to calm my breathing. "Hey." I start upright, my thudding heart adding to the confusion. "Oh. Hi honey...
She was working at double speed, hectically running around trying to make sure all bases were covered for her client's big weekend, when Jen walked up to her in the function room to tell her that there was no room reserved for her at the hotel. Her client was paying her well to put together a mid-summer party on the coast to celebrate their successful camp...
I'm standing in the cold, rainy night waiting for her. She has chosen the motel. So far, I have only had glimpses of her; seeing her at a party, a club, on the street, but somehow, she caught me once and gave me this address. It's 9pm. I'm smoking a cigarette. I enjoy the nicotine as it flows into my lungs and brain, drawing hard on it. Shadows in the night...