"A romantic retreat is ruined by a haunted campground."
I'm Penelope Spade, budding Private Eye. Beside me, in my blue Mini Cooper as we cruise up Highway 71, sits Katrina, my tall, blonde lover, her shorts accentuating her long, sensual gams. I met her on my first caper, six...
"My first case as a private investigator"
Growing up a lesbian and very introspective about my career possibilities, I knew I didn't want to teach gym, because that was a stereotype that would eventually lead to shame and/or incarceration. Then one night I had an epiphany while...
"A day in bed with my new girlfriend, exploring lust and a sad tale of my past"
The day was gloomy and rainy, in other words, the perfect day to stay in bed and that was my sole plan for Winter and me. To lie together and get better acquainted. Looking into her dark eyes as we snuggled...
"The newlyweds arrive at their hotel..."
The wedding had gone off without a hitch. Seamus and Colleen were now married and embarking on the rest of their lives. The church had been decorated out with beautiful flowers, the colour of her choice. Burgundy red roses mixed...
"I take my new gf on a day of shopping, burgers and aging hair bands"
As the bright, invasive afternoon sunlight came streaming through my stained (with dust and dirt) glass window, I found myself spooning (and possibly forking) with my new dream girl, Winter Summer, whom I had met earlier at the Public Market....
"The best day of my life was when I found out my wife was a witch."
My wife is a witch. Not a nasty woman that you’d refer to as a witch. I mean she is a real, card-carrying, bonified witch. I didn’t know she was a witch when we got married, but I found out...
"A random lesbian, messy encounter in Vancouver"
The day began like all others, climbing out of bed at the crack of noon, devouring a Toaster Strudel and mayonnaise sandwich before braving the crisp Canadian weather by going to Vancouver's Public Market for fresh seafood now that I'm...
"Light flash fiction about a bigot and an aphrodisiac"
The reporter looked away from me, glancing at her notes in right hand. “Afternoon,” I called, seating myself and adjusting the chair in front of the television cameras.She nodded at me, turned to the first camera and delivered a short...
"How a hatred of Christmas can change lives."
I guess you could say I come from a broken home. To say my family was not typical of American values would be the understatement of the year. We have no values. Most of us are either in prison or...
"Matt attends a very unusual dental surgery."
Matt took a strange call from his dentist in the early hours of the morning, at eight o’clock precisely, asking to rearrange an appointment. After some discussion, it became apparent that Sharon, the oral hygienist, couldn’t make the time of...