Kevin rose from his sister’s bed, his foggy brain trying to register that it was Wednesday and that Mia would be making a late-morning appearance. Grasping that, he inwardly smiled and then felt a wave of jitters surge through him, his anxiety rising as he thought of her arrival. Maya was in the shower, washing away the evidence of last night, though the bed and the smell still gave more than a whiff that they had been ha...

“Hi,” Maya said with a smile as Kevin walked into the kitchen. “Coffee?” She then questioned, not wanting there to be an awkward silence between the two of them. “Please,” her brother replied, catching for the first time what his sister was wearing, which only helped harden his morning wood. His sister's only clothing was a long white shirt with buttons down the front. She had deliberately chosen it given the sweltering w...

With no summer job, college out, and his parents away for a week on vacation, Kevin Johnson lazed on the lounger by the pool. He was fully intent on letting the day drift away while studying his chess book and occasionally dipping in the cool water. However, his plans quickly changed when Maya, his nineteen-year-old sister, and her best friend, eighteen-year-old Mia, chose to join him and work on their sun tans. With the...

(Mid 1980s) When I look back on some of the things I did in those days, I just can’t imagine what I was thinking. I know we all feel that way sometimes, but I am certain that not long into this story, you are going ask, “What the hell was she thinking?!” It was the summer before I left for college. It starts with my learning which way an egg is facing when it is laid by a chicken, and ends with my first sexual experience...

It is 1987, the last Sunday in August, and my arm is around Brenda. She is my new bull lesbian girlfriend and my first openly gay relationship. But my life is complicated. I am standing there by the apartment block’s front door, watching, and waving as David and Sarah get into their car and, with a wave of their own, drive away. Internally, I was experiencing two dominant emotions, one new and the other very familiar, yet...

“Lindsay,” Donald said her name softly. “We need to talk. Please, let me explain.” Blonde hair swayed against her shoulders as she shook her head no. “I don’t want to talk.” “I was scared, I was petrified. I didn’t know what to think, what to do. The left side of my car was folded up like an accordion and I couldn’t put any weight on my leg. It was Thanksgiving Day and my dad had to drive four hundred miles one way to com...

The year was 1978, and I had just turned sixteen. I knew my life was going to change; it had to, as it was the start of my last year at school, and after that, college beckoned. What I did not know was those changes would start that very day, the very first day of the new school year. The town where I grew up has three secondary schools, two well-financed and well-run, and the third one; well, let’s say it was where you e...

“Well, well, well. Lookie what we have here, will you?” Kenzie was ready to captivate in a pair of dangerously short denim cutoffs that were rolled up even higher and a pink tank top with the telltale sign of a bikini strap tied around her neck. Overhead, the blazing sun roasted her like caramelized vegetables in an oven. After pulling the elastic band from her obsidian-black tresses and shaking them free, Kenzie lowered...