You'll need a cold shower

 

Hello, my lovelies.

Phew, I need a cold shower. The last installment of the "so-called" short story is done. Part 4 is up. So, go and indulge yourselves with an orgasmic threesome. Yes, it happened. Finally, Katherine agreed. I had a hard time writing this because she refused almost all the way. Thanks to Frank Duval and his pleasurable love songs it happened. The part of the song lyrics I used in Part 4 was his phenomenal "Touch my Soul" and his music does just that. It touches places you thought you never had.

You can listen to the whole song on YouTube here - Touch my Soul

My all-time favorite is "If I Could Fly". I actually love all his songs, but this one stands out.

Enjoy the last part of the story. I hope you like it just as much as I have like writing it.

A new short story will follow soon. Yes, my plot bunnies are hopping all over the place.

Until next time

B♥

A Word or Two

 Hello there,

Thanks to all of you for reading my story. I know I promised a threesome and I promised it would happen in Part 3 but I have an extremely stubborn character. You will see who it is when you read the third installment of this short story. I think I should just say "story". It has passed the short story word count.

I will post Part 3 today. I hope you enjoy it.

I'm so sorry to drag the story out. I will convince the stubborn character to change her mind and agree to the damn threesome.

I won't let anyone boycott my story. I promised a threesome and I will give it to you.

Until next time

 

Well, hello from me again

 

Well, hello from me again. I've finished Part Two of the story. I thought it would be the end, but it seems to me that there will be a Part Three. It needs to end on three for the threesome, don't you think.

Well, I hope you enjoy it.

Oh, and how do you like the pictures I've added to the blog, neat eh. All the photos are from pixabay except the photo manipulation in the footer. I've also made a manipulation that fits the story. Sort of a "cover" and I also used photos from pixabay to compile that.

Enjoy the second installment of the story. Part Three will be the end, promise.

Until next time. Take care and stay safe.

B♥

Hello there

 

 I know what I said and I know I didn't do it. I promised you a story over the weekend. Well, here is Part One of it now. Yes, part one. I need to start at the beginning. How the soldier and ballerina met before we can rush over to the ménage à trois part that we've all been waiting for. Sorry, my darlings, another day or two before part two is ready.

Well, enjoy the story. Leave me a comment, even if you didn't like it. Give me advice. Good advice is always welcome.

Until next time. Stay safe.

B♥

Hello again

 

 So, after thinking and fighting with myself, I've decided to write again. It's been more than five years since I've done that. I found photo manipulation and made DeviantArt my home for five years. Since April this awful year, I've tried my hand at Artisan Crafts, making jewelry from crystals, learning wire wrapping and now my most favorite, wire sculpturing Tree of Life. You can check it out in my online store

This blog will be about lesbian fiction, short stories only, and maybe some fan fiction too. Oh and did I mention there will be mature content... Don't like it, don't read it. Get off my blog if you want to make snarky comments about lesbians, sex or even about the femslash fan fiction. I will hunt you down and my dragons will fry you and have a little BBQ or braai as we call it here in South Africa.

I can't promise you a story a day, but hopefully I will write one once a week or one bi-weekly. Who knows, maybe I'll surprise you with a story twice a week, but let's not get ahead of ourselves, okay.

I have this story in my head for a while now. A ménage à trois. It's about a lawyer, a soldier and a ballerina. The soldier, a colonel in the army and the ballerina are in a relationship for a while now. The lawyer is a good friend of the soldier. After the soldier returns from London, the two friends met at the local bar that night. The lawyer came from a gala dinner dressed in a tuxedo. When the ballerina saw her for the first time, she knew she had to have her. Please wait and see how the story will flesh out. 

Sorry, but this is all for now.

Until next time. Stay safe and wear those damn masks.

Branka♥