Holly was lonely. Most of the time this was fine. Most of the time she preferred life that way. But the holidays got to her. It started with Thanksgiving and all the family togetherness. True, not everyone gathered joyously to fabulously prepared dinners, but we all pretended we did. Other people had to eat dry turkey and repeat old arguments too. At least...
Bette squealed to a stop in front of the Soda Shoppe and cut the engine. Lorraine waved out at the red convertible and pushed her Coke across the counter to the waitress who'd come on when her lunch shift ended. She'd hardly touched it. Lorraine got up from her stool and tried to look interested but not eager. She straightened the back of the pencil skirt...
Monica lay on the cool bedspread gazing through the thin veil of white that draped from the top of the four-post bed to the worn-out hardwood floor, noticeably tread upon by a long line of renters and tourists. Pelorus Sound lurked in the distance, providing added peacefulness to the moment. Nestled among the forested hills of New Zealand, bulging from the w...
Background Note: My name is J.C., and I'm a 40-something woman living in a major city on the east coast of the United States. I am a senior executive at a major healthcare company, so I have to be discreet. Several years ago, my marriage ended suddenly for reasons I don't want to go into here. Up until then, I had a very conventional, monogamous, "vanilla" s...
This is my first submission to the site. I hope you enjoy it. Back-to-back shifts suck ass. I tromp up the front walk of one of the more expensive homes on the wealthier side of town, answering a burglary call that came in exactly twenty minutes before I would have gotten off work and gone home to sleep. Of course. The place is a little unusual--no lights...
It had been an extremely long day for me. Work was boring and the weekend was on the horizon. It just wasn't a normal weekend, it was the start of a two week vacation! I couldn't wait to get home, let my hair down and pack up for a weekend excursion with my new boyfriend of about two weeks. Shawn was his name and he was a teacher. He was a good two inches ta...
All the characters in this story are people you might know. Your mates, work colleagues or even a girl you've lusted after on the train. It is mostly true but highly embellished story based on female-female interaction ( well, the sex scene isn't is all I'm giving away! ). So if you are offended by 'that type of thing' look away - now! And so it continues.....
Paris was our garden of ecstasies. One evening we find a girl-bar in Rue Mouffetard, a lesbian cellar, dank, dark, noisy, crowded with university students. older butches in full drag, baby dykes with rings in their nostrils, a drummer and two guitarists on a small stage, women of course, the musicians wearing tight striped tank-tops that barely cover their...
He had her, up against the tree, her legs thrashing wildly wrapped around his waist. And then she woke up, always at that part. Trishia rolled over next to her. "What time is it?" she growled. "6.30" Kirsty replied sheepishly. Kirsty felt quite guilty. Here she was, lying next to her beloved girlfriend while having erotic dreams about men. To Kirsty's a...
Lesbian Lust..... Continued Julie and I organized to have a girl's night in every Friday night; I told my man that it was good for us women to have something to do as well. So, every week I would go around to Julies place. The first time I went there after our first encounter I was a bit nervous. I showed up with drinks and some DVD's for us to watch. Juli...