I leaned against the air circulator. Lawndon was noisy and busy, even late into the night. While it makes it easier to track someone, wait for an opportunity, and then extract without being noticed, I value peace and quiet. This job doesn't have many perks, and its easier to relax when there's a cool evening breeze and no one but you and your target is stirr...
I had wondered for years if I would ever have the courage to tell someone that I am a bisexual woman. "Hey, you," said a woman who tapped me on the shoulder at the fruit and vegetable section. When I turned around, my eyes almost popped out of my sockets. It was Sarah. She and I were besties during varsity, but we went separate ways when she went to Englan...
This was a beautiful Saturday in April and i was meeting Raine for an early brunch at El Crostina. "Hi!" I said walking over to the corner patio table where she had already ordered two rounds and a fruity appetizer. We had met at a wine tasting, in downtown Atlanta, both of us scamming on the free drinks for happy hour. "Hey sweetie," She came around to...
I first saw her at the pool the week after high school graduation. Two of my friends and I were there just to hang out, swim a little, and basically check out the guys. The three of us walked past the lounge chair where she was sitting and reading. I think I was the only one who noticed her, so after we were safely past I asked who she was. Nobody knew, and...
The Visiting Student Kelly and Rachel have been dating for a month or so now. They've gotten together 6 or 7 times, sometimes at Kelly's place, sometimes at the other. Things have been going great for them from so many different angles; it's been a breath of fresh air, and they're both exceedingly happy. Right now, Rachel is on her way to Kelly's apartmen...
There is so much fun to be had in the world of sexual play. Seriously. My name is Nina Henderson and I'm a six-foot-tall, short-haired and bronze-eyed, forty-something Black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. And I love Black women. I've always been into them. Caucasian chicks don't do anything for me. When I came out as queer in college, I w...
Or, what can happen if I leave the house instead of fucking around on the internet once in a while. I pried myself away from the computer and my apartment for the night, wrapping myself against the cold Maine night as I trudged to a bar for a work party. Rather, some people from work were meeting up since one of them is moving away to get drunk and be dull....
"How are you still not packed Izzy?" I yelled down the hall. I stood in her dorm which looked more like a dishevelled mystical laboratory. While admiring her many alchemical ingredients, magical components and enchantment tools, I caught my reflection in an extravagant silver mirror. I paused to study myself. My long blonde hair was perfectly held up by intr...
The Somali word for lesbian is Qaniisad, and it's often used as a slur for non-conformist females in Somali culture. I used to get teased by other Somali youths in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, where I grew up. I've always been different from other girls, and words like "tomboy" and "masculine chick" got tossed my way often. In later years, I tried to "normal...
"Not again," I groaned. I had just gotten back to my dorm after an evening of studying. It was 10:00pm and the library had just closed. I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was crash into bed. My roommate, however, had other ideas for me judging by the green sock hanging from the doorknob. I thought rooming with my best friend was going to be great. What I...