The Tree House
The Tree House, #1
Romance, Erotica, Lesbian, Fiction & Literature, LGBT, Erotica Shorts
| Author: | R Scott | ISBN: | 9781516338634 |
| Publisher: | R Scott | Publication: | August 2, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | R Scott |
| ISBN: | 9781516338634 |
| Publisher: | R Scott |
| Publication: | August 2, 2015 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Two friends spending one last night together in their childhood tree house. One of them has a confession to make, which leads to sexual awakening and discovery. This story contains graphic female-female sex and should not be downloaded or read by minors!
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BOOK EXCERPT:
"I fantasize about being with a girl all the time," she admitted. "Do you think I'm a lesbian?"
I had actually wondered that about my best friend for a long time. But it's not something I would ever dream of asking her and I figured if she wanted me to know, she would tell me.
"Maybe," I told her. "You've never done anything with another girl to find out?"
"No," she shook her head. "I don't have many options."
That was true. Our little town in Ohio wasn't exactly known for its LGBT population.
"Well, you're going to California," I pointed out. "It's not so conservative out there, I'm sure you'll meet another girl there!"
"Maybe," her voice had a nervous quiver to it. "The problem is I'm so nervous about it."
"Well, we need to get you un-nervous about it!" I told her. I turned on to my side to face her. "Kiss me," I instructed her.
Two friends spending one last night together in their childhood tree house. One of them has a confession to make, which leads to sexual awakening and discovery. This story contains graphic female-female sex and should not be downloaded or read by minors!
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BOOK EXCERPT:
"I fantasize about being with a girl all the time," she admitted. "Do you think I'm a lesbian?"
I had actually wondered that about my best friend for a long time. But it's not something I would ever dream of asking her and I figured if she wanted me to know, she would tell me.
"Maybe," I told her. "You've never done anything with another girl to find out?"
"No," she shook her head. "I don't have many options."
That was true. Our little town in Ohio wasn't exactly known for its LGBT population.
"Well, you're going to California," I pointed out. "It's not so conservative out there, I'm sure you'll meet another girl there!"
"Maybe," her voice had a nervous quiver to it. "The problem is I'm so nervous about it."
"Well, we need to get you un-nervous about it!" I told her. I turned on to my side to face her. "Kiss me," I instructed her.
