"A lot like her, he gets troubled by his own emotional quarrels."
Sunday, Feb 21Dear Alexander,For years have we been pen pals and not afraid of sharing our darkest secrets in order to get them off our respective chest, even though we have not once sat face to face, let alone been...
"As the storm clears, we decide to make the most of our time together."
When I awoke the next morning sun was shining in through the windows, bathing my golden hair in its rays. I got up quickly, but careful not to wake my lovers. The nice weather made me think that we would...
"How it began."
Andrew Lippincot's childhood had been quite normal, as were his teenage years. At sixteen he hung with his friends, played baseball, rode their dirt bikes and talked about girls. One of his friends always managed to produce a Playboy magazine...
"Thoughts of our upcoming secret time together."
In my mind I depict, waking up, at the secret cottage, where all is quiet, except for a chirping bird, a warm, lazy spring breeze, drifting through the room, crisp sheets for coverings, nothing else was required, legs entwining, as...
"A tryst from the past is reignited"
This story stands alone to some extent, but is much better after reading Chapter 1. Enjoy! After college, Shannon and I both went to work for firms a few hours away from school. Her old roommate Lisa took a job...
"Our secret place"
The bashful glances and eyelash romances, I wanted to make the first move.Your cute smile, eyes meeting ‘cross the files,I was too shy, but with a point to prove. Were you teasing, when I was freezing,In the chiller, and you...
"Only the tragic Queen Anne Boleyn and her maid knew the secret of their lesbian affair."
In the early spring of the year 1533 and following years of turbulent courtship, my mistress Anne Boleyn is now wed to King Henry and is the rightful Queen of England. Our lives could never be the same again and...
"Mike's coming home for Christmas. Nicky can hardly contain her excitement - and anxiety!"
I slammed my hand on the loudly buzzing alarm clock beside my bed, choking off its insistent drone. Glowing angry-red numbers showed the unearthly hour – six o’clock – but I didn’t care. At long last it was Friday. THE...
"I shouldn't, but I do"
You give me thoughts I should not have,it happens when I see your av, or when I read the things you write. I know I should not, but to fight, it is impossible for me. I guess I should no...
