I am a submissive lesbian, 41 years old and sadly single but happy and enjoying life. I love writing and am a feedback junkie.I'm happy to be friendly with anyone and would particularly love to get to know any women who enjoy talking and learning about others. I don't do drama or moaning (well, aside from the obvious times) and I have a well-developed libido which is disappointingly under-employed at present.
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I always reply to thank them for their time and often wise advice. They are, I think, volunteers and must have to read so much and of a variety of quality. I thank them all.
I am hopeful of finding a dominant woman who respects reaonable limits and is prepared to take time to get to know me
Tattoos may tell you something about someone's personality but, for me, they are not a turn per se. Personality is the key to attraction in my book.
I simply don't understand why she should lose her right to privacy. Naive she may be but naivety is no sin whereas the taking of pictures and then publishing them is just plain graceless. The public should refuse to buy the rags that carry such pictures but, as we all know, far too many people will want to see them. Now, I like a nude woman as much as the next lesbian does (lol) but I prefer my pictures to be of volunteers rather than victims.
Of course I have! Like Cindy, it always makes me horny if i write the scenes well
Olivia's comment is so wise - trouble is wisdom goes out the window when i see a tall woman in a dark business suit
some people are irresistible!
thank you - loved it
Of course we doExplain to me the logic of how a beautiful thing becomes used as a harsh invective?
The Gods’ tears fell in streams, bouncing of the street and soaking my boots. Even the short distance from the taxi to the front door of the large Georgian house left their leather dull and wet. I was glad I’d worn them and had my court shoes in my bag. The door was answered almost as I banged the huge brass knocker shaped like a ship’s anchor. Gina opened it. ‘My God, Emma, what a night....
Added 16 Dec 2013 | Category Lesbian
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‘Do you fancy a drink?’ It was the end of another art class, the last of that term in fact. Isobel had made her apologies for a quick getaway and I had been hoping she might take me home with her. Perhaps I looked crestfallen. Teri, the model, tapped me on the shoulder. ‘I said, do you fancy a drink?’ ‘I’m really sorry, I didn’t realise you were talking to me.’ She smiled,...
Added 25 Oct 2013 | Category Lesbian
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Lauren broke our kiss, her hands on my upper arms and gently pushed me away. Her eyes wandered over me. ‘Perfect. I love the blouse – just right. Well done.’ She pulled me back for a deeper, hungrier kiss and once again her hands roamed over my arse but not once did she seem to want to check the jewel was in place as she had instructed. ‘Now you must come to our table. We have two...
Added 17 Oct 2013 | Category Lesbian
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Sunday Morning It was almost 2.30 in the morning when Lauren told me a cab would be waiting outside the Grant to take me home. How did she know? I hadn’t heard her make a call. I dressed, putting my skirt and blouse on over my stockings and collecting my coat. As I was about to leave she called me back into the bedroom of her suite and I found her standing. She took me in her arms and...
Added 14 Oct 2013 | Category Lesbian
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Although there was no sign outside to advertise it, the place was called 'Intime.' It was tucked away in a quiet street. The street was tree lined with Georgian style lamposts which cast a yellow light on the damp pavement. There was no traffic and few footfalls. My taxi stopped outside. I paid the cabby and stepped out into the cool evening air and hesitated momentarily. I looked at the...
Added 10 Oct 2013 | Category Lesbian
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“Pleasure before pain.” That was what Alexandra had said as she slowly removed her dress. There was a knock on the door and the club’s owner, Maxine de Vraie entered to Alexandra’s command. Maxine, whom I knew although we did not acknowledge the fact, was accompanied by two naked women, both tall, and slender, one blonde, the other brunette. “Balkans,” said Alexandra with a sneer. The...
Added 10 Sep 2013 | Category Lesbian
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The Present Day Mira Destovsky and Ivanova were dead and gone. Mira’s younger sister, Alexandra, had assumed command of Mira’s business empire. My name is Jelena Miskoba. I was trained by the former KGB as an assassin. I only graduated when the Soviet Union was in total disarray after its collapse. I had learned the arts of cold-blooded murder and excelled in them. I was not like some...
Added 06 Sep 2013 | Category Lesbian
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Ivanova’s eyes lit up when the door to her apartment opened. It was 11pm. She knew that only Mira Destovsky had a key and she hoped this meant that she was about to feel the kiss of the whip or the cane that hung on a hook behind her bedroom door. Mira came into the large, sparsely furnished lounge and shrugged off her long, black leather coat. Beneath it she wore tight, also black...
Added 03 Sep 2013 | Category Lesbian
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There were five students in the room, one teacher and a model who sat smoking, despite all regulations and sitting on the posing chaise as our teacher, Isobel, talked. "Ignore Teri – she is a rebel." Isobel smiled at us. "Rebels make good models – they have character. Now, you," she pointed at Martha, the oldest in the room. "Martha, what is the difference between painting and photography?" ...
Added 30 Aug 2013 | Category Lesbian
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It's often the silence that says more than anything. Sandra Rollason was the mistress of the unspoken, tall, elegant and extremely wealthy. She had invited me to an interview. I am a journalist and I had been commissioned to do a series of interviews of wealthy businesswomen for her magazine. I’d suggested that she might herself be a subject and, to my surprise she'd agreed when her editor...
Added 29 Aug 2013 | Category Lesbian
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