New Release! Do It Yourself: A Lesbian Story

It’s out! My newest erotica eBook is available: Do It Yourself: A Lesbian Story.

Check out the summary:

Flipping her grandmother’s house isn’t exactly part of Raelyn’s ten year plan.

After she graduates with her bachelor’s, she wants to head out west and spend her time grinding it out in Silicon Valley, sharing ideas with the slowly growing female population of entrepreneurs trying to claw their way into the technological spotlight.

Instead, her grandmother, rest her soul, leaves her the house Raelyn hasn’t been in for years, and now Raelyn’s obligated–by family, by legislation, by everything– to take care of the estate. Her degree is in computer science, and what little she knows about remodeling and interior design is confined to a few midnight binges of her mother’s favorite TV show.

Thankfully, she has Zoey to the rescue. Her friend for as long as she can remember, Zoey remodels condos on the side, so she’s the first person Raelyn thinks of. Even though Raelyn has seen Zoey in skimpy swimsuits when they went swimming at the town pond, she’s never looked better wearing a short top and carrying a sledgehammer.

The renovation is hard, but it’s easy compared to Raelyn’s hold on her self-restraint. She can barely keep her hands to herself, made even harder when Zoey offers a back massage to relax during a break. Raelyn knows she could use one, with her aching back and all, but she can think of something else she wants even more.

If you enjoy steamy stories of lesbians, curiosity, and long-time friends, you’ll love Do It Yourself.

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If you’d like, read below for a sample of the story.

Do It Yourself: A Lesbian Story

(sample)

Flipping her grandmother’s house wasn’t exactly part of Raelyn’s ten year plan. After she’d graduated with her bachelor’s, she wanted to head out west and spend her time grinding it out in Silicon Valley, sharing ideas with the slowly growing female population of entrepreneurs trying to claw their way into the technological spotlight.

Instead, her grandmother, rest her soul, had left her the house Raelyn hadn’t been in since she was eight, and now Raelyn was obligated–by family, by legislation, by everything–to take care of the estate. Her degree was in computer science, and what little she knew about remodeling and interior design was confined to a few midnight binges of her mother’s favorite TV show.

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Zoey muttered, standing on the threshold of what was once Raelyn’s grandmother’s kitchen. “I know we used to be friends way back when and all, but this is more than just a normal favor.”

Raelyn stood across the room from her, arms crossed over her chest as she stared at the place where the kitchen table used to be. Zoey had left it collapsed in the front yard after their first day, when it had given out beneath the weight of their spaghetti dinner and ruined not only the china but both their appetites.

“Hey, you thought it would be fun at the time,” Raelyn said. Despite her aching lower back and cramped calves, she managed a grin. “Besides, you’ve been doing this since graduation, haven’t you?”

Zoey nodded. “With condos, yeah. But this is a two story disaster.”

“Oh, it’s not all bad. I have great memories here. Doesn’t mean I ever wanted to, you know, move in, but it’s not…” she trailed off, watching Zoey’s eyes narrow. Zoey looked meaningfully over Raelyn’s shoulder and toward the wall behind her, where peeling wallpaper made it look like the kitchen was a snake shedding its skin.

“Okay, you’re right,” Raelyn said. “It’s bad. But we can handle it. You said we could.”

“I know I can,” Zoey said with a snort. “I could handle it even better with a team of professionals and money being no object, but unfortunately, all I have is you.”

She smiled as she said it, and oddly enough, it was the first thing that made Raelyn feel more secure since this whole adventure started. Raelyn took a swig of water from her nearby bottle, which gave her an opportunity to excuse not responding back right away. She needed to get her heart rate back down to normal, which was odd since Zoey smiling was the only thing that had happened.

She’d known Zoey for years. Sure, they had fallen out of touch after college, but before then, they were close. Despite knowing Zoey dated women as often as men, Raelyn had never felt anything more than friendship between the two. At least, not before. But there was something about not seeing her for a while and then doing so again.

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