I was walking home along Route 39 out by the chicken farms and I was pissed. Steve and I had been at the lake necking and I was more than good with a little kissy-face with him. What I wasn't good with was Steve suddenly whipping his thing out and pushing my head down on it. A fist to his balls ended his romantic evening plans. Furious, I grabbed my purse and stormed out of his car. And Steve had the nerve to call me a bi...

I found myself in the shower with Molly Wegeman. She's tall and slim, and her body was laced with tattoos. The biggest of which had the word Dispossessed written in big blue script just above her belt-line. She had tats in a lot of places, of wolves and bikes, and a hairy man with a big dick on her shoulder. Molly and I had never gotten along. She started hanging with the Dispossessed sophomore year, riding with the biker...

From my senior year in high school through the summer before college, I waited tables at a place named Rob's Diner. Our town wasn't a big one, and Rob's was busiest for breakfast and lunch, but enough people came it at night to justify keeping open until nine. So worked a lot of nights, and I worked them with just myself, a dishwasher/busser, and a short-order cook, Ben, who was Rob's older brother. The food was basic din...

Melinda Ritter cracked the throttle then shut down her Harley out in front of Chubby's bar on Leaf Street. She shook out her long, dark hair and took a long look around. Chubby's looked about the same as before, except they'd put in a patio out where Jake's Appliances used to stand. The bookstore across the street was still open, but Osborne's barber shop was now a chain. The beauty parlor and the drugstore were both clos...

My parents really didn't like my girlfriends. Not because the other Lesbirados were bad people, but parents never like it when their teenage daughter goes out with leather-clad, Harley-riding, heavily-tatted people, even when they are women. And maybe especially so, because they were starting to figure out their little girl might be a bit strange. My name is Donna and back then I was eighteen, a college freshman in physic...