Armed with an MS in Education, Blake felt finding a teaching job would be a snap. She was wrong, but with a persistent search of the school’s computer job board, she discovered a position, with six a figure salary, teaching at an exclusive private college. Was this her dream job?

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When Blake received her master’s degree, she delayed her PhD because she thought she would get a job easily and save some money until I got accepted for my PhD candidacy. I got 3 offers. All but one offer was below $50,000 per year. So, she went back to search more job offers. She discovered a position, with a six figure salary, teaching at an exclusive private girl’s college. For girls with special needs?

The college only accepted special girls. They were not all geniuses, nor were they physically or mentally challenged. They were normal girls that had been teased beyond belief through grade and high school. The college brings them in as freshman after their bodies have developed. The girls had been bullied, beat-up, spit on, all because they were born different. The college was looking for someone who could be a teacher, and a friend to them.

Blake told them, in her opinion the young women that they spoke of are people. Persons with feelings that have been hurt, just because they were born with something extra is not their fault! Then Blake was told the school has a program set up for new instructors. It was given on campus to provide an in-depth understanding of the special needs. She would need to complete that training before the new semester began. She knew she was going to love it here.

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It was something Dylan Baker had looked forward to each year. But bad grades at college- convinced her parents that she was going through a rebellious stage and as a wakeup call, she was being excluded from the family European trip and remain home with a governess.

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On their first full day alone, Jordan Crawley the governess, noticed behavior by Dylan that came on fairly gradually. She would start fidgeting and wouldn’t sit still, or she’d ask her something and she would completely miss it, making Jordan have to repeat herself all the time. Then the thoughts of her schoolwork suffering led Jordan to believe all the signs were there.

Dylan had difficulty concentrating, was restive. Jordan’s mind went straight to the same conclusion that most observers would make,  ADHD – Attention-Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder. Jordan made an appointment with Dr. Logan Adams, who’d been the Baker family’s practitioner for years. As part of Jordan’s benefits with the Baker’s she was also her doctor.

Dylan and Jordan went to the Doctor two days later. On first getting there, she asked Dylan a lot of routine questions and then asked her to strip and put on a robe for a physical exam. It was during the pelvic exam; a definite look of surprise flashed across her the doctor’s features before she got herself back under control. Then she looked at the governess and Dylan and told them she had found the cause of her recent behavior.

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Peyton and Robin met at a seminar Robin was teaching. They shared a drink afterward and exchanged phone numbers. Peyton never heard from Robin, and she chalked Robin up as a lost opportunity. Weeks later Peyton wakened from a dream finding Robin lying beside her in bed.

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Peyton thought of Robin as the really cute girl that gave the installation and maintenance course she attended a few weeks ago. She’d forgotten they had exchanged numbers after having a few drinks in the hotel bar. Before Peyton put her phone on charge she noticed the last call recorded now read ‘Robin- 3:46 a.m. Outgoing’. Peyton figured she must have ‘butt dialed’ her number and if the girl called she’d explain it.

Peyton, was unaware that the girl lying in her bed had a friend, Javier Myrddin, hack the an outgoing call on Peyton’s phone because she wanted her so bad. The hack gave Robin an opportunity to reconnect with Peyton. But, how would she ever find the nerve to tell her the truth, or her even more serious very weird secret. Chances were that Peyton would flip out, if she told her. Probably even hate her. Playing the part of the good Samaritan Robin told Peyton that she had come as soon as she got her  call.

Now winging the entire scenario, Robin worried how long Peyton was going to believe the outrageous story. But while lying in her bed, Robin realized Peyton was drawn to her for what Robin seemed, not what she was. Robin instinctively moved her hand between her own legs. The mutation presided there, sheathed and hidden behind her clitoris. Robin still didn’t understand all the details, but did know she was a drop-dead gorgeous woman with a desire for another woman…Peyton.

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Despite being roommates for a few weeks, Angie and Justine had been so busy, neither had chatted together for more than five minutes. So, they had decided to hang out together Saturday to get to know each other, sharing a bottle of Tequila and renting a PPV movie.

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Angie had determined she needed to get Justine drunk to have a real conversation with her about what happened that morning. Angie poured the pair each a shot glass full with Tequila. The two girls had been so busy, neither had chatted together for more than five minutes. The bottle of Tequila had been getting emptied slowly as the night went on and now stood half empty.

A few hours earlier, at the start of their drinking session, an PPV movie had been turned on. Now, as Justine stared at the television screen, it was well past the time when late night movies started. The volume had been muted, so the two women could talk softly, and now Justine wished they had left the sound up. On the screen two women writhed together, in an odd embrace, at least to Justine.

Angie watched her friend stare at the television, finally realizing what was on. The Tequila had gone straight to her head, and she knew enough to know that her decision making skills were nonfunctional. Justine eyes were glued to the screen, and she had forgotten Angie sitting there next to her, and could hear her words regarding the action on screen were slightly slurred, and knew that the timing would never be better to discuss this morning. 

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Brenda, was married with children and she also had a secret fetish that very few people were aware of. She would cruise homeless shelters looking for a certain type of woman. Preferably young, female and hopefully lesbian or at least bisexual.

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Brenda has a secret fetish that very few people were aware of even her future husband. When she married she learned to effectively repress her fetish. Or so she thought. Two years after her second kid and six years since I had last engaged in it, she was feeling the urge again. She tried to suppress it for as long as she could, but it was no use.

Telling her husband that she needed a spa weekend and booked herself a package at one of the fancier hotels in the city. She left Friday evening when her husband got home from work. She made sure he knew where everything was for the kids, that he remember her special date tomorrow then kissed him goodbye.

The hotel was downtown and near some of the more run down parts of town and a few homeless shelters, one homeless shelter was specifically for LGBTQ adults which is part of why she chose that hotel.  As if by plan, a girl of 18 or 19 walked towards the shelter. She had the rundown clothes in multiple layers of someone who was living on the street. With precision moves, Brenda capitalized on that opportunity.

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The Goddess of Death Persephone dispatched to Earth to save it from humans and also reduce the human population, disarm all nuclear weapons and burning of fossil fuels. Her attraction to a twenty-year-old Earth girl may be a distraction for her.   

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When Persephone arrived on Earth for her 100-year mission, she chose a very pleasant visual body to appear as. She was a tall, athletic, dark-haired woman of about 35. She gave herself deep blue eyes. People could not help but stare at her full ripe voluptuous body, and her overall sensual aura that turned men and women on when they were present.

After one year of work her units were ready and she was about to unleash her termination of oil and gas on Earth to be replaced by her energy units. Now it was time to initiate her prime directive: reduce the human population, disarm all nuclear weapons and stop  all burning of fossil fuels …

Once her mission was accomplished, she wanted to experience the pleasure of human females. Her own race knew little of romance, and they did not make lifelong pairings Sex was for procreation only and homosexuality was an unknown concept. She wanted a girl as a romantic partner. When her eyes found a young Bo Derek clone in a skimpy white bikini she was hooked.

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A pale splinter of light glowing in the sky, over the desert wasteland; flew slowly over the dunes and grew brighter as it fell. The teal glow that had surrounded the object as it fell faded quickly, leaving only a teal orb. The effects it would have on whoever found it would be life changing.

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Judith’s doctor had told her that she needed to get out of the city, to someplace where she wouldn’t be disturbed for a long time.  Her therapist had thought that would help her nightmares go away and give her a chance to get away from the overwhelming had a house out in the middle of nowhere.  She had moved in for her two month vacation of rest and solitude.

The nightmares had really had a physical impact of the twenty-four year old. Her face looked older that her age and her body had deteriorated horribly. Being alone certainly did help the nightmares, and they’d been going away steadily over the past month, but recently they had been replaced with intensely erotic dreams.  With one month to go out in the desert, Judith was fairly certain that even they’d be gone before she went back to work.

Late one night, Judith was awakened from one of her more erotic dreams, looking out her window she saw was light being reflected off the sand.  Judith decided to go outside to see if she could find out what had made that light.  Leaving her cabin, she discovered a small glass orb sitting in sand, in a very small crater, which it had apparently made as it landed. Judith bent down a little further and grabbed the orb and then slipped it into her pocket changing her life forever.    

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Randy Hyland took the 5 minute cab ride from Boston’s Logan airport to Marcy’s condo from her hotel. They had been e-mailing about wrestling for almost a year, talked for the first time a month ago and set up their wrestling match for today, Randy was a women’s only session wrestler, and it was the beginning of her spring tour so to speak.

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Randy lives in the greater New York City area, where there is a very large community of female bodybuilders and surprisingly, female underground session wrestlers. Really, the best in the world live in New York. Randy only caters to female clients and makes two tours a year. One in the spring and one in the fall.

The beauty of the sport: the exercise, the competition, sensualism, keeps attracting women, young and old, from all walks of life. The fees for her sessions give her a six-figure income. $500 per session and tips she tries to get four sessions per day, per city. She has to cover her own travel expenses. Her most lucrative area is the west coast, where she was headed after her brief east coast run.

Her first stop on the west coast would be in San Francisco where she had three sessions booked in four days. She had planned to fly to LA, and San Diego she headed back to New York via Chicago where she had regular clients she met with yearly in the Peabody hotel downtown. The she would rest up for her fall tour.

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Story depicts the adventures of an amoral but appealing lesbian heroine, Morgan, of undefined social class, who lives by her wits in a depraved society often drifting from place to place and from one erotic setting to another in her search for sensual pleasures.

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Morgan already knew she was attracted to girls; before she entered college. She used to love her school swimming lessons when she could watch all the hot naked bodies around her changing and showering. But circumstances always prevented her being able to take things any further despite wanting to.

Fortuitously for Morgan,  a very last minute sitter cancelation caused their neighbors to volunteer their nineteen year old daughter to stay with Morgan for the week. The neighbors told Morgan’s parents they their daughter Emma would be happy to watch Morgan. The two made friends quickly and spent their time swimming and sitting in the hot tub.  

After Morgan with Emma me, Morgan made many excuses to go over to Emma’s house until Emma’s family moved away just before Morgan started college. There she had shared a couple of exploratory experiences with a couple of school friends, but during winter break she went on holiday with her parents skiing in Colorado and met Sophia and Isabella who were the catalysts for adopting a true lesbian lifestyle and she never looked back.

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Jill Cooper a thirty-nine years old, is a married, mother of two teenage girls. Her husband is out of town golfing and one daughter is away at college: the other is spending the weekend with friends. It was a Friday night, and there was no way Jill was going to sit home alone again.

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Jill discovered that the hardest part of her evening alone,  was walking through the door of the upscale sports bar in Over the Rhine, she had never been there before so she would have to make a selection on where to sit pretty quickly as she didn’t want to stand in the doorway gaping at the place like a geek. Her selection would be critical as she would most likely be in the seat she selected her entire evening.

Three glasses of wine later she noticed an Asian woman ten year’s younger than her walk into the bar. She was about Jill’s height, 5’8″, with lovely breasts. Her hair was long, dark and silky . They made eye contact, and Jill gave her a quick smile, she returned a brief nervous smile back and walked immediately to the small tables that were directly behind Jill’s back as she sat at the bar. A short time later Jill glanced around to look at her and see if she was still alone, when she turned to see her, she was staring at Jill.

Jill walked up to the girl’s table. Her face quickly turned 7 shades of red as she was clearly embarrassed about something. When Jill asked her about it, she told Jill, she had been staring at her body… that Jill had an amazing body… and a really beautiful face…Then she whispered to Jill, “Will you…come home… with me?” 

Jill whispered, “Yes Addison, I’ll go home with you.”

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