Author's note: This is a story of lesbianism and the problems some have with their churches. If you do not like lesbian stories, or have a strict Fundamentalist view, please stop here and find another story to read. Any comments that are deemed inappropriate for this story will be instantly deleted. For all other readers, I hope you enjoy it. ***** Chapter...
Hi Everyone, This story follows on directly from where Sorority Pledge part 6 finished, so this will make much more sense if you read the earlier parts first. As always I love getting comments and messages from you all about my stories, especially from other girls! So please feel free to let me know what you think. Thanks and I hope you enjoy, Love and...
Preface A huge thank you to all of you who have left me comments or reached out by email after reading "Five Years and Four Days." Your kind words and encouragement have been so deeply appreciated. Here is what I cooked up next for Alex and Jess. Please continue sending me feedback; I love hearing from you! This picks up roughly two months after the last...
To my readers and small and loyal group of fans, thank you for your patience. The next installment is already in process, so the wait will not be as long this time around. Again, thank you for you continued following. * Lisa pushed aside the glass door of the building lobby stepping into the brick laid plaza. She sighed with a downcast look with a mixture...
December 2009 Conventions; trade shows; conferences. Call them what you like, you do get to meet some characters. Like the guy who's all talk, smattering TLAs throughout the conversation in the vain hope it covers up the fact he plainly doesn't know what he's talking about. At the other end of the scale is the nervous geek who should be locked away to do th...
Elise lifted the cup to her lips, paused to inhale its aroma, took another sip and smiled. It smelled deep and rich like moist earth from a far away land. She took a drink and let it sit on her tongue before she swallowed and allowed the heat to slide down her throat. "God, why can't I get coffee like this back home?" she thought. She shook her head in disbe...
Chapter 1: Cookies & Spice The girl in the green cardigan with the rolling cart makes her way down the main street in the village of Durbin. This is the Durbin of the out-of-the-way, of where Starbucks is unlikely to penetrate, a place pleasantly apart. Down the street she rolls, looking this way and that for where hope rests, a gathering expectation in...
(Chapter 1) The Realm of the Black Rose Oh, tell me the legends of long ago. When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose... (Roisin Dubh. The Black Rose. By Thin Lizzy) "Come on Rosie." Ellie urged. "I really can't wait to see what it's like." "On my way." Roisin Donavan replied, her voice edged with a soft Irish accent. "Someo...
This is the second installment of this story. If you haven't already, I suggest reading "A Suburban Shift" first, before reading this one. Thank you and I hope you enjoy! ***** Madelyn Prescott was in a rush. But, being busy and on the move was nothing strange for the 42 year old mother of two. Today had all the usual chores- the gym, getting her husband a...
I was bent over at the waist with my head under the hood of a brand new Porsche. I finished working on the alternator and closed the hood. When, to my great surprise, there was a gorgeous woman walking towards me. She looked about my age (26); about 5'3", long curly blonde hair, legs for miles, nice tits. (I'm 5'9" and I have straight black hair and bright g...