(Author's note: All of these stories are intended for a very specific audience—lesbians who've had problems with religious beliefs, and their overwhelming desire to love another woman. The mental and emotional stress they have been subjected to, while wholly unnecessary and erroneous, still takes its toll on those so afflicted. These stories were meant to r...
The germ of the idea for this began when I read a story by another author on Lit that was set at Burning Man. Having been to over five Burns, to me that story felt more like someone writing about rumors and hearsay. Admittedly, everyone experiences Burning Man in a different way, so maybe that was somebody's. If so, I'm glad it wasn't mine or I wouldn't have...
The morning sun, chirping birds and warm breeze fluttering in through the curtains of my bedroom all conspired against my desire to continue sleeping. As I gradually regained consciousness and grudgingly opened my eyes, my waking mind quickly began replaying the events of the past 24 hours. I nuzzled my nose deep into my pillow and breathed deeply, rewarded...
I hope it hasn't been too long of a wait for chapter two, but here it is! Again, this is a romance between two women with supernatural elements. I wouldn't recommend it as a stand-alone story, as you'd get lost in it all. Obnoxious thank you to LesbianChickLit whose continued support and encouragement helped this story develop into what it is. Your help is...
The grueling, exhilarating, trip of a lifetime continued with no end in sight. I toured the European offices of LVMH with their Vice President of Human resources, Mr. Renaud. He had become rather fun to be with despite being a handsy old letch at times. He really was quite harmless and easy to manipulate with a wink and a smile and some harmless flirting. A...
Note that the following events took place in 1985, long before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** Bonnie leaned her head onto my shoulder and said, "I could get used to this." "I could, too," I replied. "Eating breakfast with a sexy woman a...
One Halo, Two Wings, And An 'A' Thursday, May 16th, 1991, 2:03 p.m. "Karen Boswell?" "Here." "Ricky Burke?" "Yeah." "Angela Cadwick?" "Present and accounted for!" 20-year-old Angela—who preferred but did not demand to be called Angie—liked to announce her attendance in such a fashion. When the semester opened and she did so, pockets of classm...
Ellie: You up? I stared at the message on the screen. I knew it was from her before I even picked up my phone. No one else ever texted me this late at night... Per usual, I froze up before replying to her. I let my eyes linger on the three dots that were appearing and disappearing. I wondered what she was typing and deleting. I didn't even really need to...
Author's note: this story contains scenes of reluctant sex and coerced lesbianism. ***** "So. What would you do to be a star?" After what I had just learned, the question was my opportunity to show her that I had morals, that I wasn't the type of girl that she thought I was, and that I could say no. "Anything," I replied instead, with no hesitation or hi...
Feeling another migraine coming on, Jess decided to make an appointment at the nearest doctor's office. Since she was new in town and didn't know anyone she just looked one up in the yellow pages. Parking her car, she grabbed her purse and opened the door, welcomed by the hot rush of New Orleans air that blew through her long raven black hair. Walking into...