Boxes and Cake
My name is Cassie Byrne, I'm thirty-five years old, and I'm standing in a storage annex that smells like dust and old paper, watching my…
40s woman writing wlw romance and erotica based in USA. I mostly write in Lesbian Sex, especially stories built around the slow seduction told over several separate evenings and people who work as flights or similar real-world trades. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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My name is Cassie Byrne, I'm thirty-five years old, and I'm standing in a storage annex that smells like dust and old paper, watching my…
The van died four kilometers from the station, which sounds close until you are carrying two boxes of survey equipment through snow up to…
The last grip truck pulled out of the lot at seven forty, and I heard the gate clank shut behind it.
I have recorded thirty-seven bands in five years.
I was forty-three years old in January, staring at a window streaked with salt and rain, in a room that smelled like damp wool and old…
I came back to Harlan on a Tuesday in October, forty-eight years after I left it for flight school and four months after I flew my last…