Emily Goes Home - Ginger Comes Out Ch. 10 *** April 15th -- 29th*** Sunday, April 15 -- Sunday sucked, from the goddamn alarm, to saying goodbye to my honey, to the shitty weather. After Reenie left I went back to bed. After waking again, I showered, stuck my tongue out at my reflection in the mirror, which added nothing to my mood, dragged a brush through...
Introduction: Hello there, I figure it's been a long time. In my defence, I'd only say that I was taking time to deliver a story worth the wait. You never really know if you have it, but you can't refrain from trying. I hope you enjoy it as much as the previous series. Vani, an elite lawyer by profession, has a dilemma which seems to eat her day in and out....
Four Samba stood still as the white woman stepped out of her hut. She was very excited; her fingers kept touching the hard thing that encircled her neck. As every Amazon knew, that was a bulawa – and the woman had given her one! She lay down on her cot and closed her eyes, trying to remember. It had been a long time ago, many years before her grandmother w...
Copyright 2016, Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this work were 18 years of age or older, at the time of any sexual activity. Chapter 1 My name is Laura Hendricks. I'm female and strictly lesbian, 21, and have been servicing the sexu...
DISCLAIMER There really IS a Premont, Texas, and you can find it if you follow the directions in this story. There is also an old, abandoned elementary school in Premont, on Rte 281 that looks pretty much as I described it. To my knowledge, however, the school is not haunted, nor was a young girl murdered there. Any resemblance of actual businesses or pers...
PROLOGUE: WHAT IS LOVE? L-o-v-e. Just four tiny letters. Love. Just one simple word. Love. No two people would create the same definition. Love. So many different kinds; so many different emotions. I love my mother; I love my decaf mochas; I love my teddy bear from when I was three; I love the Big Bang Theory; I love to read; I love teaching; I love wea...
Author's Note: This two-chaptered story was motivated by a sufficient number of nice folks asking me variations of the following question: "So whatever happened to Berry from 'Strawberries & Bubblegum'?" Don't worry, you don't have to be one of these people, or even understand the question they posed, to find "Berry's Second Chances" entertaining. You just...
This is Miss Syreata again! I guess the Amber Rose Story didn't go over so well, huh? I'll admit that I'm not the best storyteller in the world. So that means I should give up, right? Not a chance. Truth is, the story I wrote was rushed because I had another story that I had already written. It's a long story about how I rekindled my relationship with my fi...
The East Village Vintage Shop There are in New York, as in all cities, institutions that become part of the urban landscape. Zabar's, the Stage Deli, and Veniero's are among them. Veniero's is essentially a cookie store whose white boxes with maroon script are ubiquitous in the City. It sits in a small shop, now expanded to include a small café, on East Ele...
The bedroom door flew open and two very attractive, handsome and beautiful, twenty two year-olds tumbled into the room in a ball of lust and sexual impatience. The female half of this twosome was Jenna Kwon. Silken black hair halfway down her waist flew in the air as she fell back on the bed. As she sat up and threw off her T-shirt and bra, her pert 34 C cup...