Sofia Stefani was nervous. This was, after all, her very first interview for the Dixie Times. Her editor, Steve Lupine, was a grizzled old newspaperman who believed that new reporters learned from adversity. That's why she ended up having the 'honor' of interviewing Lt. Colonel Anne Kalloni, USMC, retired. Even by the demanding standards of the United State...
Arianna Whithall sighed quiet acceptance of her fate to herself. Her break was over; the work had to resume. She pushed herself up off the sofa in the communal room and straightened the creases out of her black pencil skirt, checked her hair and makeup were in order in the ladies' bathroom mirror, and headed back downstairs to the library. Her colleague, Pam...
This is fiction any correlation to real people is purely happenstance. Hope you enjoy this. It is a story concept that could be explored further. I doubt I will, though any author reading this is welcome to rewrite or just continue it. I give anyone the green light to do just that. I wrote it for fun and would share it willingly. Just have fun with it. ****...
The wedding party retired to the ballroom and I followed with them. I was not acquainted with the other guests, but soon I became friendly with a striking French woman seated to my left at dinner. Mid-thirties, refined, warm and engaging, she was by far the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and we were soon talking like old friends. Her glossy black mane...
Chapter II: Sherry's Diary: In the Beginning... Yes, my dear diary, I'm pretending to write to Jen again... Dear Jen, Well, yesterday I finally admitted it. And, what's more, I told Kyle at the same time. He took it pretty well. He seemed more excited than surprised. I think he's suspected my desires for a while even though I've never verbalized them....
Opening her locker, Nessa was about to slip on her gun belt, and cell phone. Having been working at this government office for two months now as a security guard, she was just getting use to this setting. She frowned suddenly as her eyes caught something shiny..picking it up....oh shit..what's this.....this is not my gun? "We'll take that Miss DeVry, and yo...
After our afternoon exertions, Sarah and I slept well, but as usual, I woke early. I longed for a chat with Emm, but there was no one else at breakfast until Ivana joined us as we were finishing off the coffee and smoked salmon blinis. 'You have the morning free, my darlings, hope you, ahem, slept well?' I was not going to give her the pleasure of watchin...
-Salem, Massachusetts, autumn 1691- --Author's note: this story was inspired by my recent research into the Salem witch trials of 1692, and one author's observation of the sexual undertones in the accounts of witchcraft: "pricking", arched backs, moaning, etc. So I decided to spin this concept into an erotic story of women-loving-women. I plan to write seve...
It's been a loooooong time my loves. I have missed you so. I promise not to leave for so long again. I finally graduated, YAY me, so now I can get back to thing I love. Happy reading. xoxo Ally *************** 3 months later "Baby did you pack everything in the car?" Angel asked Michelle as she looked around aimlessly for her keys. "Yes, babe. I put all...
"Don't worry, dear, I'll be back before you know it," the man said as he bent to give his young wife a brief kiss on the cheek. "But you promised, Charles," the woman softly replied, her quavering voice doing little to cover the desperation in her eyes as Charles gave a frustrated sigh. He was not fond of having to repeat himself. "Look Meg, it's only a we...