I was at this fraternity party. Usually I don't go to these things; too much trouble, too many drunk guys, too many lost memories and way too many hangovers. Sophomore year, I thought Well, I am going to be here for the next couple years, I might as well go... I hadn't drunken anything alcoholic when I got dragged in to play "Seven Minutes in Heaven." Of cou...
Even as she reached for the door, Jennifer still couldn’t believe she was doing this. She was actually going into the bookstore. She reached for the door, fighting the urge to turn and run. She told herself to calm down, it was absolutely normal, but she couldn’t ignore the sensation. It was neither unpleasant nor good but was very strong. She could feel her...
He's your roommate, I thought irritably to myself. Your relationship is platonic. But somehow, watching him walk out the door with Amelia, the busty blonde from next door, all of that logic flew out with them. I had been living with Max for a year now. We'd gotten close in an AbPsych class our sophomore year. Neither of us wealthy enough to support oursel...
Fall means shorter days, longer nights. More time to sit in front of the fire, wrapped up in a blanket, snuggling with you. When I found myself doing less of this instead of more, I knew something was not right. That's when I realized you had grown distant. When had it happened? I can't pinpoint the day, but I can remember when I noticed it first. That sunny...
I find myself in a bubble bath, and my imagination taking me to places I had never realized existed, making my mind race and my pulse quicken, and not being able to believe the effect you can have on me. As I stand up, see you leaning in the doorway. I rinse off the remainder of the bubbles and see you approach me with a warm fluffy towel. Stepping out of...
Part Three: Sunday Morning Nick was just barely awake. From his position on the king-sized bed, he could see the bold blue of the sky through the open bedroom window. The sun was shining and there was the smell of springtime in the air. He turned and rolled out of bed onto his feet. Reaching to the hook on the bedroom door, he grabbed a lightweight robe and...
It was a cold night and Kevin had just gotten off second shift. He was tired and couldn't wait to get to bed. He was driving down the same secluded back streets he did every night when he saw a car stalled on the side of the road. Being the good person he was, and not having a thought of his own safety, he pulled off to see if he could help. He walked up to...
We had been together so long...ever since high school. We had been through hell and back and nothing could stop our love. It was strong, passionate, hot. He is everything I could ever want, my Robert. No matter what we went through, we always knew we'd stick it through. We'd find a way. We were never bored, never had eyes for anyone else. It was everything I...
A Note From the Author: In this story I use the name "Onihime" as a sort of personification of Death, set toward the end of World War II. While the Japanese term Onihime does, literally, translate as "Demon Princess," the idea that she has some sort of connection with yuri-lesbians is purely my idea. "Yuri" is a term for stories involving love between women...
He was charming, as ever, as he walked with me to what he called his play room. "You found me okay, then?" "Oh yes. Thank you." "Goodo." He was dressed very differently from when we had first met, in a pub, trying to find somewhere quiet to talk. Then, he was smart/casual, but looked gorgeous in a well-tailored tee-shirt and a lovely jacket. His hair wa...