V A Gyna: 8 books

When I stepped out of the Uber onto the Stanford campus, I took a deep breath and smiled. It was a beautiful, sunny day and I would see Lydia again in five short days. I lifted up the handle of my wheeled suitcase and headed for my dorm. As I started to roll the suitcase up the front stairs of the...

One day, I was typing a paper on my laptop, and I sensed Lydia, ease up to me. Glancing up, she leaned down and kissed me full on the lips. Then she bent down and hugged me. “Wish me luck, Love”—she was fond of calling me by my last name—“I’m off to the gym for the final cut.” Shocked,...

Excerpt I grabbed my bags and hopped out of the car. "Thanks for inviting me, Chloe, I had a good time." "Wait a minute. Don't you want to try on our hard bought plunder?" When I hesitated, she went on. "Let's go to my apartment, I want to talk with you...

EXCERPT This was a new semester and I was well aware that my dreamgirl Lydia was re-enrolling in school. I wasn’t sure how the sleeping arrangements would work. I didn’t want to hurt Diana’s feelings, because I was really fond of her, but if Lydia wanted me for her roommate this semester, I...

Nick pulled his pants up and buckled his belt. "You were sensational, babe, but that was too short." Sally pulled her pink dress over her head and straightened herself out. "You were great, too. We ought to go again when we’re not rushed for time." His brows rose...

I’d always had a crush on Jeff, so when my skinny best friend Jenna, started going out with him in our junior year, I cried. With her long black hair and doe-like brown eyes Jenna was lovely, so I couldn’t blame him. Nevertheless, I, the chunky girl named Lisa, flirted with him throughout his...

After finally locating a parking place for my little BMW sports car in the jammed full Newport Fashion Island parking area, Rachel and I headed for the Gap. The minute we walked in I grasped Rachel’s arm and whispered in her ear. “Look at her. She really is ugly.” Rachel whispered back, “No,...

"You know one of the things I miss about not going with you anymore is talking. Jimmy we haven't really talked in ages." I scooped some beans on my fork. "I know. What would you like to talk about?" She took a sip of wine. "I don't know. Anything. How about you tell me about how your year at Stanford...