Could I fall in love with another girl? As Brenda drove me to Karen's eighteenth birthday party, that question lingered in my mind. I knew that I desired children and that I wanted to bring them up with a man in a loving relationship. However, I felt that was still years away; even though I was already older than my mother was when she gave birth to me and my sister. I didn’t want to be like Brenda. In strict confidence,...

I sat there with my hands behind my head, stretching out my legs and letting the tensions of the day ease from my body. Today had been a long one, but now the work is done. I was in my new home, a rented flat, thanks to the help of my two girlfriends, Sarah and Clare. If it hadn’t been for them, I would have gotten bored with the move. There would have been a pile of still-to-be-opened boxes in the living room, and I woul...

Ever wondered what lurks in the shadows? - I have. My earliest memories were of shadows—how they lived all around us, lurking there, sometimes threatening. I also never understood why a shadow followed me, and when I looked into the darkened corners, I sensed both trepidation and movement. They haunted me. I didn’t understand it, and I certainly didn’t like it! As a little girl, when I asked my daddy to explain, he told m...

Summer and I had been coming down from the high of our encounter on Sunday, trying our best to act normal during the workweek. But who were we kidding? Like an orgasm-filled fog, the memory of the night lingered, impossible to ignore. Just like a couple of teenagers with a secret, we resorted to playful teasing and flirtation. Summer, always bold, would tease with glimpses of her body and fleeting touches. But as the week...

CHAPTER NINE. Lady Jane returns. I have been discussing the psychology of sex with a young French colleague, Jean-Martin Charcot, who is trying to develop the use of hypnosis as a medical treatment. It is way beyond my capabilities, and he is developing an association with Sigmund Freud to make progress in psychological theory. He knows of my interests in the more physical and genetic aspects, and refers me to the writing...

Sitting on the back porch naked with Capt. DeAngelo made Danny feel very mature with a beer in his hand. He was seventeen now and not a child. Two men who had just enjoyed sex with an incredible woman sat together, discussing life. “You like the beer, Danny?” “Yes, sir,” Danny replied with a grin. “I’ve tasted it before but never had one of my own.” “You should call me Tony,” the warrior said. “We are friends now, and you...

Sometimes, I felt bad, like maybe I was just using him for sex, considering only my selfish needs. I finally decided to ask him. “Bobby, do you ever feel like I’m just using you for sex, to satisfy my own endless horniness?” “Mmmfff, rfnn, indf mnn. Ur fee arime. Arr orr errrs.” I rose up and looked down at his wet, cum-streaked, handsome face. “I’m sorry... what?” “I said, no, it’s fine, use me anytime. I’m all yours.” I...

I had a very unconventional entry into the United States. Jack Grierson and I were on a Boeing 777 freighter that landed at the cargo hub in Columbus, Ohio. Jo Ellen Taggart was on the flight with us. After we landed, she handed me a U.S. passport – it had my picture in it, but it was in the name of Sofia Antoniou. “You have green eyes, and your skin tone is creamy with olive undertones,” said Jo Ellen. “You can pass for...