I hated her almost immediately. She was such a jerk, and she was entirely too cocky. So how had I ended up in her bed, on my back, screaming her name? It’s a bit of a story.
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I walked into Boden Hall, ready to begin a new semester. I was excited about my Junior year, and couldn’t wait for the semester to get underway. I got up to my room, unpacked my things, and my roommate and I left to go to lunch. I would be rooming with my best friend Tasha this year, and things were going to
“Well, here we are.”
My husband Michael holds open the glass door for me to enter the place. The Relaxation Station; a spa in a shopping center. I sigh inwardly; a tacky name, but as this visit is on him I can’t complain too much…
We approach the reception desk, surrounded by the scent of patchouli and the sound of nondescript New Age music and within a setting of comfortable-looking if anonymous plush chairs and sofas. The young man behind the counter is handsome
Crap.
I missed it. I missed my chance.
In my short 25 years of life, I had been shot, electrocuted, poisoned, I’d walked away from 5 car accidents, and have otherwise been damaged in so many ways that I am uncertain as to weather the pages of the Encyclopedia Britannica could accommodate the tales. Needless to say, the doctors all know me by name, now.
Alone in my dark apartment, I reflected on my latest misfortune – a deadly reaction to a combination of medicines that were Supposed to
I had noticed my new neighbors a few weeks ago, but didn’t have the time to introduce myself. Seems work always had me by the neck each time I thought I would be able to relax at home for a day. I usually would get home late and wake up early to head out to work or to do errands.
So it came to a surprise when my
It was not the first time that Janet had seen her at the grocery store. In fact Janet had seen her each Tuesday morning about 10:00 for the last four weeks. She had already seen her today by the bacon. Every time the reaction had been about the same, weak knees and a racing heart. Janet lingered with the freezer door open looking at the frozen turkey dinners, the cold air barely affecting the raging heat from between her legs.
It was good she didn’t have anything on under her knee length
Rain smiled as she walked down the beach with her fiancé and lover, Marina. The Pacific Ocean was so… BIG! It was the first day since their arrival from Alberta, and she had dragged Marina down to the beach before they had even made it to her house.
The clouds were faint, barely noticeable as the couple walked down the beach, leaving footprints on the sand, but they gathered quickly, casting a shadow over the young lovers as they embraced, eyes locked firmly on each other.
“I love
As I sat across from her on dreary wet evening, I wondered what it would be like to take her home for the night. She was a magnificent sight, with the perfect shade of red hair and greenish/blue eyes to match, softly tanned white skin, with a set of full lips. But that was only from what I could see from where I was sitting.
Once she stood up to leave I knew right then and there that I had to make my way into her thoughts, dreams, and fantasies. I walked her to her with a simple hello.
She
I remember my first time with a woman. I don’t know how many of you do but it’s crystal clear in my mind. I was a late bloomer to say the least. Well at least when it came to being a lesbian and coming to terms with my sexuality. I didn’t realize what I’d been feeling towards women was attraction until I was nearly twenty-two years old. After I came to the understanding, it took me another two years to accept it.
Shortly after my twenty-fourth birthday I decided I was
Hannah Armstrong’s political career had progressed splendidly over the past 18 months. That was the length of time for which she’d been sleeping with the Prime Minister. Well, for the first few weeks of their relationship, after he’d appointed her as his Parliamentary assistant, she’d just sucked his dick on a regular basis. The first time they’d actually fucked had been on a trip to Gstaad in Switzerland for an international economic summit.
Hannah felt no guilt
Anny and Jesse were bored to death: it had been steadily been raining for the last 3 days and the 19 year old girls had exhausted every fun idea they had. They had spent those three days, some of their first summer days without high-school to look forward in September, at Anny’s house. Her parents were gone for a summer vacation, and they had called yesterday too tell her that they were having the time of their lives at the beach. It had been steadily sunny for the last week in Cancun.
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