In part one Lynne Mathiesson is hired by the actress, Fatima to teach her daughter how to ride a horse in preparation for a role in Fatima's new movie. When Fatima discovers Lynne's sexual orientation she asks Lynne to help with Petra's character development to help prepare her for the role of a lesbian in World War Two Britain. Tonight Lynne has been invite...
A couple plotlines I really liked but that aren't going to fit in "St. Clair CH 3: Angel" so I peeled them out. Normally it would go into Lesbian with the rest of Saint Clair, but TJ and Tammi's relationship just doesn't figure much here. Note that while this is a chapter of Saint Clair, it works as a standalone story. There is no graphic sex in this story l...
Interview with the Lesbian Vampire Cougars Interview 3: Regina the Muse People sometimes wonder what I do to my quarry, as the matron of this household they assume I must be the cruellest of the cruel, one who's sadism trumps my daughters in every way shape and form, one who is indeed a native of hell must know cruelty and how to inflict suffering and mort...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Again, gotta give props to my editor, Scooter! And thanks, mods, for getting the last three chapters out so quickly. I'm glad y'all like the story. I get discouraged when my ratings drop .15 with ONE -1- vote. But hey, it's all about the writing, right? YOUR COMMENTS: I don't always reply to comments on the chapters from people because I ne...
Willow wrapped her arms around herself as she patrolled the streets of Sunnydale. She still couldn't help feeling as if she'd stumbled into one of her nightmares and had never been able to wake up. This was real though. . .and that was the real nightmare. Buffy was dead. It was as simple as that. One week ago, Buffy Anne Summers had died saving the world....
"You seem particularly distressed tonight. What's wrong?" Clive cooed with a genteel British lilt. He tossed back the long raven strands of his wig over a bared shoulder as he moved beside Gina to slip a lean muscled arm around her narrow waist. His eyes glimmered like emeralds set in gold glitter rimmed by lashes lacquered with mascara. "Nothing." Gina ja...
Chapter 9: The Feeders In the back room of a country and western bar named Harley's, far out on the edge of town, two beefy fists were clenched together, straining with their every ounce of strength. Their palms were pressed together, pushing mightily in opposite directions. Two sets of bulging biceps were tensed to near the breaking point, and two elbows w...
Although this story could also have been submitted under the Lesbian Sex Category, I figured that in the main plot, it's the non human aspect of the story that plays a larger role. I hope you all have fun, and would love some feedback, please. It was close to 5 p.m. in the evening and Carol and her mom, Maria, were driving down a narrow, one-way, mountaino...
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Author's Note: Hello everyone, here is the next installment. I received all of your emails and comments and I do appreciate all of them, they're my motivation to keep writing. I hope you enjoy this installment and haven't given up on me. Ciao Bellas ***** It was nights like these that Analise both loved and hated. She sat on the veranda of her studio paint...