Two's Company

By Limey Lady

A week ago Viola thought she was straight. One "friendly, sisterly" kiss with Heather Hunter later and she's seen the truth. No wonder men hadn't been able to do much for her in the past! Not that she's looking back in anger or anything. Oh no, all she wants to do now is make up for lost time . . .

• Language: English
• Publisher: Limey Lady
• Release date: Oct 29, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463518984

Limey Lady

Here's a confession for you: I'm not sure if "Limey Lady" is a pseudonym or my alter ego. Back in 2016, when she came into being, she was definitely a nom de plume. Now, however, I am not so sure.As background, I have always written stories but, up to 2009, writing took a backseat, way behind the demands of my family and career. Then a life-changing medical condition . . . well, it changed everything for and about me. Suddenly I had/have time to spare. Suddenly I was/am churning out tale after tale.I was born in York but brought up in West Yorkshire, in part of the Aire Valley often described as "Bronte Country". I must say, though, that although most of my stories are set locally, they have little in common with the fine works of Charlotte, Emily and Anne. So far my output can be divided into two: long stories featuring ne'er-do-wells, guns and some violence . . . and shorter stories featuring "liberated" women who rarely do what they're supposed to do.Limey Lady was created to be the author of the short stuff. But the longer novels all include feisty, uncooperative females - much like her characters - so I'm going to put her name to both as I publish on Smashwords.Watch this space . . .

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Two’s Company

By LimeyLady

Copyright Mark C Woolridge (writing as LimeyLady), 2018

Distributed by Smashwords

All characters and events in this publication,

other than those clearly in the public domain,

are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons,

living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Table of Contents

Chapter One - Another lunch in the Union Bar

Chapter Two - Making friends and influencing

Chapter Three - A friendly quartet

Chapter Four - Making decisions

Chapter Five - Delightful Debbie

Chapter Six - Obeying Mistress

Chapter Seven - Leanne

Chapter Eight - Three onto one fun

Author’s Note

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Chapter One

(Thursday 17th October 2002)

Heather had spent most of the morning secretly planning ahead. She should have been listening to her lecturers and tutors but, although she attended classes in body, her mind was elsewhere.

Memories of last night with Viola featured prominently. Looks-wise the girl was up there between Whitney Houston and Naomi Campbell. She was easily the most beautiful person Heather had ever met and her supermodel figure was, to say the least, addictive.

Viola featured prominently in Heather’s forward planning too. She’d taken to same-sex bedroom activities like a duck to water. In fact her eagerness to explore new horizons was worrying. In her role as Vi’s first female lover Hev felt a certain responsibility. No way could she let her go blundering out of her depth.

Not without being there as a lifeguard, anyway.

Now, lunchtime at last, Heather entered the Union Bar and was immediately hit by a wave of noises and smells.

Clacking pool balls, cackling gossips, clouds of cigarette smoke and the very comforting aroma of recently spilt beer . . . it was all there, all-pervading.

And Heather loved it. Going into the Union always lifted her heart.

Less encouragingly, her targets were nowhere to be seen. Leanne and Debbie were not in their usual prominent position on Lesbians’ Corner, cackling and gossiping.

That was an unexpected blow. Those two little beauties were there this time of day, every day. Being somewhere else wasn’t supposed to happen.

Not ever.

Heather sighed as she acknowledged that planning ahead had its pros and cons. But not as if one tiny con wasn’t going to stop her: she’d simply have to wait. This was too important to ditch at the first hurdle.

And it really was important. For some reason Vi had got it onto her head that she owed a night of sex to the Gruesome Twosome. Such a notion was of course patently ridiculous but she was sticking to it. Expanding her circle of girlfriends was an admirable thing to do, that was a natural given, but that particular pairing would . . .

Well, given half of a chance, that particular pairing would eat Viola for breakfast, tea, dinner and supper.

Not on Heather’s watch, though. Not while she could exert a measure of control.

Approaching the bar Heather couldn’t fail to notice the barmaid. Gloria was the wrong side of forty but