A Valentine
"Are you guys naked? Can I come in and hang out?" yells Kailey's roommate, Emily, before she knocks on the bedroom door.
"Why do you always think we're naked?"...
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Sometimes The Wingman Scores
Everyone takes a bullet for a friend, now and then, by playing the wingman. And when you're a lesbian and she's straight, it's a no-brainer to let her pursue t...
Shed Your Skin…And Your Clothes
Picture the scene: a lighting grip on a ladder setting up huge studio lights on five-foot tall stands; makeup artists painting models' faces; assistants running...
Life Is Not A Museum
I live in a museum. At least, that's how I think of my home. It exudes pristine tranquility. I chose all of my furniture and belongings for their artistic merit...
The Contract
"I, the undersigned, being of sound mind and hot body, henceforth do solemnly promise to avoid spelunking for extended periods of time with any new-found poten...
Coming Out As A Couple
I first ran into Kailey at a lesbian party. We were both single and ravenous for each other at once, with a Tasmanian Devil-like force that threw the other lesb...
