A Kiss That Counted

By Limey Lady

Viola has only discovered her true sexuality over the last few days and is eager to make up for lost time. As her most recent partner had been, to say the least, submissive now seems to be the time to try something different, even though she thinks she prefers to give. But is she making a big mistake?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Limey Lady
• Release date: Nov 1, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463474891

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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A Kiss That Counted

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 - A first Lesbian Society meeting

Chapter Two - Joy

Chapter Three - Out with Vanessa

Chapter Four - In Vanessa’s lounge

Chapter Five - So much for having an early night

Chapter Six - Out with Heather

Chapter Seven - In bondage with Heather

Chapter Eight - What a pleasant surprise

Author’s Note

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Chapter One

(Wednesday 16th October 2002)

Viola had never felt so much alone as she exited the lift and walked along K floor’s central corridor. Here she was, on her way to a meeting of the Lesbian Society. Less than a week ago she’d called herself straight. Less than a week ago she’d not had one lesbian bone in her body.

Except she’d been deluding everyone, herself included. And an awful lot could happen in a week.

Come to that, an awful lot could happen in just four days.

‘Brass it out babe,’ she murmured, saying the same thing she’d have said dating a guy she wasn’t altogether sure about. ‘Bare those bright white teeth of yours and jiggle those tits. Failing that, lie back and think of England.’

Shame that was easier said than done.

The meeting was in one of the largest study rooms, one capable of catering for several dozen people at once. Knowing the layout in advance Viola steeled herself, opened the door and went in.

Ten minutes early and the place was more than buzzing already. By her guestimate there were fifty girls in there and she knew very few of them. Segregated into fifteen or maybe twenty subsets everyone was busily chatting away without a worry in the world.

Not that segregated meant "segregation". Being a black girl from Manchester Viola had heard horror stories about discrimination without ever actually experiencing any herself. Her neighbourhood had to be one of the most diverse, best integrated on the planet. Come to that her university town was also ace at community relations. In its way it was as well-attuned as her home bit of Cottonopolis.

Yes, those subsets were mixed indeed and looked to include females of every nationality, religion and skin-tone.

Problem was Viola still knew hardly any of them as individuals.

Deep down she had expected the attendees to consist of the usual suspects to be found on Lesbians’ Corner in the Union Bar. But that was not the case. Okay, so she recognized quite a few familiar faces, but only a handful of the diehards were present. And even then they were outnumbered by far less familiar faces. She recognized a couple from her course (and wasn’t that a surprise!) and a handful of others from seeing them round and about. But most present were total strangers to her.

Omigod, she thought, this lesbian community is even bigger than I suspected. The possibilities have to be endless!

Maybe it’s all too much!!

And there’s no sign of Hev at all . . .

Before she could turn chicken and run Vanessa appeared out of nowhere, taking her hand, pulling her close.

‘I’m so glad you made it,’ she gushed. ‘Come with me; I’ve got us seats in the front row.’

Vanessa was The Corner’s most regular denizen. She seemed to virtually live there. She was also