(Author's Note: This is a sequel to the story "Any Port in a Storm" and which might be helpful to read first. This will help understand the references to the business that Kati and Suzie were in and catch you up on what Kati is mentally avoiding. This is nearly a complete fabrication, I know only that there was a second meeting between these two and I've wor...
I knock on the door. Silence. I'm a little impatient because it's cold out here, and raining. I knock on the door again, and finally the door opens. It's a middle aged black woman, possibly in her mid forties. Her skin is a high olive complexion, and her dark eyes match it. Her black hair is in a high bun, and in the middle of her hair it is dyed white. It's...
Bewildered Frankie parked in the driveway of an interwar suburban semi. For a moment she slipped just enough out of character to pull a bashful face that a single woman in her twenties owned a house which must have set her back the best part of two hundred thousand. Then the mask slipped back into place as she walked round the car and opened the door for J...
The weather was unusually hot for April and the afternoon sun was sweltering so Joyce decided to call it a day; she delighted in working in her garden but the desert heat had become unbearable. The 38 year old brown-eyed mother grabbed a towel, wiped the sweat from her face, poured herself a glass of iced tea, and sat at the kitchen table. The slender 5'6" h...
Preface: Hello again, loyal and faithful readers. It's been a while since I've written anything here, and it took a bit of time for me to decide whether to write about these recent happenings, but in the end... well, here it is. For those unfamiliar with me, my early life experiences have been told about in some detail in the series, It's My Life, found he...
Sunday morning I woke up with the most wonderful feeling. The sun was streaming in through the window, I could hear birds singing in the trees outside, Kisa was not pestering me to feed her, and I was warm and snuggly with my lover lying next to me. I know, very cliché. Julie was still sleeping and we hadn't moved an inch since we fell asleep, still snuggle...
Chapter 27 Savannah's pace was a lot faster dragging Roxy back up to their dorm room by her leash. She no longer fumbled around to prolong her humiliation of being in public. She simply was too excited to have patience for any of that. She desperately wanted to try that dildo she had just bought. "Alright Roxy, take of your dress and shoes then go to the...
This is the third part of a multi-part story. The first five parts are the initial book. I am adding parts as things develop with these characters. This part begins the day after part 2 ends. There is zero sex in this part, which deals with a mother's struggle to accept her daughter. Kathleen Nelson: A Mother's Struggle Sunday, 1 p.m. Early on the afterno...
Hi, my name is T and this story is another present for my husband and hopefully you the reader. As I noted in my first story (T LEARNS TO CUM, which you should read first), he had begged me to write a story about my college lesbian relationship and I ended that story by saying I might write about other adventures in the future. The huge response to that stor...
Chapter 4 Movie Night Anna and Adelina host a bizarre movie night (The story picks up from chapter three as Anna has some solo adventures of her own while away on a business trip. Anna and Adelina's conquests continue to add up, and the story culminates with Anna discovering the truth about the twins.) When I got home, David wasn't so much upset with me,...