Author's Note: This took longer than I thought it would, but I've been terribly busy, so my apologies on that. That said, this is it y'all! The finale. I hope that you're all pleased with it. This is the first time I'm actually finishing a story I've started, so that is another reason it took me longer. Endings aren't really my forte, but I'll keep trying an...
This is the second of the Saint Clair series, after Soldier Girl, so you should probably read that one first. I had no idea this one would turn out like it did, so in the interest of fair warning, I will mention that this turned into a sort of rural Crime Noir tale. I typically don't write graphic sex into this story line and that remains true here. I origin...
Hi, it's me, Mikki, here to tell one final tale. Last time I left you on the heels of a confrontation with Katrina. Remember? I was speaking about a week after the event, when I was suddenly filled with hope. When, as you might recall, I rather rashly declared "I have a plan". What did Rabbie Burns say about the best-laid schemes of mice and men? Well, he...
Chapter One (November 1997) Angie invariably turned up for dates and appointments at the agreed time, on the dot. Punctuality was ingrained in her, despite the best efforts of her careers teacher. Miss Thompson had told her to "never be later than ten minutes early", but she had been on about job interviews, hadn't she? This was not a job interview, it was...
Author's Note: As is the case with all my "Angie" stories, I have done my best to write this as a tale in itself. Although "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" picks up from the end of "Come on Eileen", it should be immediately readable in its own right. Please let me know if it's not! ***** Chapter One (Saturday 10th January 1998) Angie found the business card...
This story comes from seeing a very young and pretty (underneath the grime) female tramp in a park. Her clothes were of high quality but filthy. She did not look like her mind was disturbed. I wondered how she had got in the state she was in... It was strange how we met. I was searching for my dog in the park and she was collecting discarded cans, hoping to...
Chapter Forty-Three That very first time with Kat was amazing. She hadn't been joking when she said that she'd do ninety per cent of the giving. In fact, for the first four and a half hours, she achieved the perfect ratio of one hundred and did it non-stop. Yes, I know I'm sounding nerdy again (four and a half hours! I might as well have translated it into...
Chapter One So, there I was sitting in my middle class living room, in my middle class life being bored as hell. I always thought the phrase bored to tears was just a euphemism, but oh no – I was genuinely struggling to fight back tears of pure unadulterated boredom. Don't get me wrong, usually I was pretty happy with my life. I enjoyed my job, my boyfrie...
Is this what you call "existing?" I've spent the past few minutes looking at myself in the dark mirror of my computer monitor. My brown hair is perfect, bangs set just right. My clothing is impeccable, not a wrinkle in my efficient grey blazer or my pressed white shirt. My makeup is clean, lip-gloss still sparkling, even at the end of the day (touched up i...
Summary: Curious girl confirms she is a submissive lesbian at private parties. Note 1: This is a Halloween 2018 Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Wayne and Robert for editing. LEZ AWAKENING: Halloween Hijinks Although no one else knew it, I was already pretty sure I was a lesbian while I was still in high school. But being fr...