A sense of joy and triumph filled Abigail when she turned off the main road and into the neighborhood. For the very first time in her twenty-three-years-long life, she was driving home—to her home. It was just a rental, a duplex at that, but her name, onl...
From: marimclain8@zyx.com.au To: renemax6@xyz.com.au Subject: Telling all: Who to? My dearest Rene, After your last mail and the follow-up text, letting you into my secrets may read disappointingly dry and barren. So, before I set to it, I want to tell yo...
From: renemax6@xyz.au To: marimclain8@zyx.au Subject: Have you ever …? Dear Mari, First, my apologies for my sudden departure yesterday. And, yes, the lying. I had to be nowhere, and I wanted to be nowhere more than with you. I took flight! Again! And a...
“Truth or Dare?” "Truth." “What’s the worst sex you ever had?” “Oh god,” I laugh, my face burning scarlet with my hands covering my face. I look up and remember. Back at the turn of the millennium, when MSN chatrooms were hotbeds of lust and cybering, I h...
It is difficult for youngsters of today to believe or understand the strict mores that defined female lives in the past. When I was growing up in 1930's Scotland the preached doctrine was that sex was dirty and sinful, except when between husband and wife...
