Birth of a Lesbian, Demise of a Lady by Eve Locke

Birth of a Lesbian, Demise of a Lady encompasses tales of people from different walks of life – but they all have the same thing in common. Fredericksburg, Virginia and the surrounding area are where these torrid tales of sexual torment and unusual romantic situations take place. For those of you who live in the area you’ll likely be able to reminisce awhile while you enjoy hearing almost true tales of lewd and naughty behavior of some of it’s citizens.

But whether or not you’re a citizen of our fair but raunchy community, you’ll still enjoy the racy and very graphically described escapade of passionate delight. And whether or not you’re a lover of the same sex, these narratives will start your blood to boiling because these lewd and racy scenes of raunchy lovemaking are explained so even the novice, or perhaps the shy, can relate to.

And perhaps somewhere during a lustful escapade you’d like to change places with one or any of these horny characters/characterettes, be my guest and perhaps it’ll be a most delightful and naughty change that is long overdue. And you don’t have to be a lover of the same sex to be entertained by these fables of female fantasies, just be a lover of making love. Once you start it you’ll have a hard time putting it down, so forget your sexual inhibitions and taboo’s and becum a fan.

Love, Eve Locke

About the Author

Forty-four years ago I was brought into existence by very strict catholic parents, and spent twelve years in parochial school, learning to be a lady, and abiding by all the rules, I was a good catholic girl. But somewhere along the way my hormones started acting up, and my curiosity began to dictate my feelings and emotions, all new to me, but I couldn’t talk to anyone about it, except my other girl friends….

When we graduated, some of the kids went their separate ways, many for jobs, a couple in the service, and a few even got married. One of my girlfriends who had gotten married, a past hand job companion, was getting divorced and needed someone to talk to, and said she needed a friend, so we got together, and that’s when we discovered lesbianism. It was good, and we both loved it, and we couldn’t get enough of each other’s attention….

I finally found a man that seemed to be different, I wasn’t looking for him. It just happened. During the dating period, my girl friend and I still carried on our lewd affair, we were into each other, and she did tell me that she understood about me having a man in my life….

Our marriage lasted nine years, until I discovered, quite by accident that Bob was married to another women! Married for three years! I couldn’t believe it, married to another women for the last three of our nine years of marriage! What a shock, he completely fooled me, I was such a trusting person, and I loved him, too.

So you say, what about my lesbian lover? Well, the difference is, that I did tell him, and he did say that he understood. He even encouraged us. But I did give her up, for our family and our marriage. So now I’m a pussy lovin’ pussy person, and probably will be forever. And don’t laugh; this could be you. Although the Hooker and the Nun is fiction, it makes a lot of sense. Try it, won’t you? I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you enjoy, enjoying it! If you dare, try lesbianism, you’ll love it. Look for more, and remember…

– Eve Locke