After The Conference Karolin stifled a yawn, as she slid into her shoes. The conference had been even more tedious than she'd imagined. Four days trapped in an airless lecture theatre with a world-class selection of bores. At least she was free of that torture for another year. Maybe she could delegate to some grateful Ph.D. next time? It was a pleasing fa...
Ronnie waited patiently at home for the phone to ring. She was lounging in Jolene's living room, scrolling through the few cable channels that Jolene had on her service. Ronnie had her mind made up that there were going to be a few changes once she moved in. She was waiting to hear how she did at the latest competition out in Austin. It made her nervous tha...
"You're kidding? Right?" my ex-husband Alan asked incredulously. "Now, why would I kid about that?" I returned the question with annoyance. Alan was temporarily speechless and I could hear him fumbling for the right words. "I'm telling you because when you pick up Alana, Valerie might be there and I want you to be cordial," I stated firmly. Explaining m...
"Hey, I'm gonna take a shower," I said to Virginia. I was headed toward the bathroom, when I heard her ask, "Uh, is there room for two?" I looked back at her, sitting on the bed nearly naked, her long brown hair attractively resting on her shoulder, curled along her neck. She smiled coquettishly, batting her long eyelashes at me. I felt a shiver run throu...
This story deals with themes of reluctance and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you feel you might be offended please try another story. Chapter 1 She looked so innocent, and I was going to ask her to give her life. Neither the drab grey of her prison uniform nor the harsh overhead lights of the interview room could detract from her natural beauty. The f...
On October 27, 2002 the Los Angeles Times reported the creation of a new force in the War against Terror. Its name was the Proactive Pre-emptive Operations Group, otherwise known as P20G. Allegedly, its sole purpose was to provoke terror cells into action, and then swoop down on them with almost split second timing just moments before they committed an atroc...
[Thanks to the comments and feedback on the first two chapters of "Thirst" as well as for suggestions and ideas. I am sorry for the undue delay in completing Chapter 3, but real life has a way of rudely sidetracking one from the business at hand (pun intended). However, the long hiatu has been useful to develop an expanded plot and extended storyline. As a r...
(Dedicated to my most wonderful sweetheart Deni, my honey, my darling, my mentor, my inspiration! And to Penny, my 'precious' Penny, my Australian darling. These are some of the most important people in my life! They have a very special place in my heart and can never ever be fulfilled by anyone else. I love you Deni. I love you Penny.) I felt her whole bo...
Rachel and Janie's Magical Massage, Part 1, A Place to Go... "It's in the loft in that building over there." Says Rachel. Hmm, I think, dark street, old brick building, less than inspiring neighborhood, not to mention it's 10 at night—what's not to worry about. "Rach," I say tentatively, "maybe we ought to think about this? We've both had too much to dr...
Brooke's eyes slowly opened and it took her a moment to realize she wasn't waking up in her own bed. She was lying on her side, her hand clasped over someone else's arm, which in turn was wrapped around her mid-section. Moving herself ever so slightly, Brooke felt another body spooning hers and a soft breath fell at the back of Brooke's neck. The room was da...