A trip to the grocery store, an out-of-town job interview, camping with a scorned lover, a late-night phone call, a couple who refuses to submit to the Lesbian Death Bed. Meet ten women and their sometimes comic, sometimes tragic, but always erotic, journey through love, lust, and other mistakes.
Residing in the attics of our brains one finds an assortment of things: personal baggage, photo albums spilling with childhood memories, and family skeletons. Harper Dawkins has locked and sealed the door to her personal attic by moving out of state to attend college and dropping all contact with...
It’s been over a year since Cassidy Miller retired from the United States Marine Corps, but try telling that to her nightmares. She knew that coming back after eight years in a war zone wouldn’t be easy, but she’d underestimated the real difficulties of transitioning back to civilian life. War is...
"I have known women and they have known me. I look for them in all the wrong places and end up with more than I should." Part diary and part open-love letter, Diary of a Human narrates the story of one woman's obsessive and indulgent journey - a tumultuous year of self-discovery, dealing (badly...
From a very young age, Samantha Poulsen knew she was different from other girls - the unrequited crush on her best friend, Andrea, was just the tip of the iceberg. But when the earth's temperature plummets and you and your family are just looking to survive, things like finding a girlfriend and b...
Whenever it goes off in the middle of a meeting I’m embarrassed. First, because you’d think after it happening so many times that I’d remember to put it on silent. Second, because it’s some horrendous hip-hop song that’s so not me. Now, deep rattling bass that instead sounds reed thin coming thro...
she sourly insisted. “Worry about yourself.” “Your mouth is purple,” I told her. “At least brush your teeth and tongue so you’re not so obvious.” She made a frustrated noise and spun on her heels to storm away, but at least she was storming away in ...
There were no trees and no grass, just a slab of concrete populated with metal furniture that baked under the noon sun, but it was quiet and away from the chaos found elsewhere on the lot. I ate my sandwich and the apple I’d bought from a vendor on the lot while I looked over the script for epi...
Sunshine crept through the wooden flats of the bedroom blinds. I stretched, arching my lower back and reaching my hands and flexing my fingers until they reached the headboard. My fingers wrapped around the sturdy, inlay wooden slats. I'd chosen this headboard specifically for its strength and ...
“Do you want to eat on the balcony tonight? It looks like it might rain,” she thought aloud, “but it might be nice to eat outside if we can beat the raindrops.” A heavy black cloud hung in the light blue sky. On the horizon, the sun was just beginning to set. Sunsets tende...
She and Allison had kept in contact over summer break, texting, calling, and the occasional Skype session, but both had been busy, Allison with a job at a local bookstore and Reagan with an unpaid internship at an art gallery in their hometown. It had been a casual connection, but now, seeing Al...