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Memento Mori By Cal Y. Pygia "What a lovely purse!" Monique Marshall glanced up from her plate of hors' oeuvres at the broad-faced, big-boned, bovine lady in the fabulous Gabriel Scarvelli gown. She recognized her immediately, of course. Anyone would. Unfortunately, it was too late to pretend not to have seen her and quietly slink away, and of course ignoring her wasn't an option. Gertrude Winn, social matron par excellence, was a pain in the ass, sure, but she had divorced her way high enough up the social food chain that one didn't slight her. Instead, Monique smiled. Besides, the older woman's praise was welcome. Although Monique had heard this compliment many times during the past year, she never tired of it. On the contrary, she loved to hear such kind words, for they made her think of Richard. Dear, sweet, generous Richard Hunter had been the love of her life before the heart attack had taken him away from her forever, leaving her with only precious memories of him - and one present as unique and loving as Richard himself had been. "Thank you," she replied. "I don't think I've ever seen anything quite like it," Gertrude remarked. "Do you mind?" Monique handed her the purse. "Not at all." The matron examined the material, rubbing the soft tan leather gently between her thumb and forefinger. "The quality is magnificent," she declared, "absolutely magnificent." Monique smiled. "Thank you." "Most drawstring purses I've seen are ornamented with diamonds, sapphires, emeralds, or other jewels, and most are velvet or satin, but yours is just - leather?" "Something like that." "Well, I've never seen anything like it," Gertrude repeated, returning the purse to its owner. Monique's smile broadened. "I'd be surprised if you have. It's one of a kind." The matron pursed her lips, her brows rising. "Ooohhh! Gucci?" Monique shook her head. "Versace?" Again, Monique shook her head. The socialite's eyes sparkled. "Surely it's not Scarvelli?" "No, it's not Scarvelli, either," Monique agreed. Gertrude sighed, admitting defeat. "Well? Tell me. Whom are you wearing?" "Hunter." As she thought of Richard, of his bright, warm eyes and his friendly, open smile, Monique fought a pang of grief. Richard Hunter hadn't been a famous fashion designer like Guccio Gucci, Gianni Versace, or Gabriel Scarvelli. He hadn't been a celebrity - of fashion or anything else. He'd been only a loving man of some means who'd loved Monique with all his heart, all his soul, all his mind, and all his strength. He'd also been the most generous man she'd ever known. When she'd confided in him about wanting to change her sex, he'd not only understood, but he'd also encouraged her, even at a cost of several thousands of dollars of his own money, paying for the estrogen, the voice coaching lessons, the electrolysis, the operation that had reduced the size of her larynx, allowing her a more feminine voice, and had offered to pay for the sex-change surgery as well. Monique had no doubt that Richard would have done so, too, had she gone through the final stage of her transformation rather than having elected, at the last moment, to retain her male genitals. Although she'd regarded herself as a woman since her earliest years as a boy, she just couldn't bring herself to part, once and forever, with her cock and balls. Richard had understood that decision, too, and he'd remained loyal to her. He'd been generous and gracious to the end. Even after his death, he'd demonstrated his unfailing love and devotion to her. Gertrude frowned. "Whom did you say, dear?" "Hunter." "Hunter?" Gertrude looked puzzled. "Is he someone new?" "No," Monique said. "He's not a fashion designer." Gertrude's eyebrows rose. "Not a designer? Don't be ridiculous, dear. No one but a Versace, a Gucci, or a Scarvelli could possibly have fashioned such an exquisite purse as this!" "He was a banker," Monique said. "You won't tell me, then?" "I did tell you, Madame Winn. My late love of my life, Richard Hunter, was a financier." Gertrude smiled. "Oh, I see," she declared. "He had the purse designed for you." Inwardly, Monique shrugged. "In a manner of speaking, I guess that's true," she admitted. Gertrude looked vindicated. "Who was the designer?" she asked. This time, her tone made it clear that she would brook no coyness. She expected an answer. Monique felt like telling Madame to go fuck herself, but Richard had wanted her to enjoy the finer things in life, even after his death, and he'd worked hard so that she could enjoy the not-so-polite world of polite society as a proper lady. She wasn't about to ruin her career as a social butterfly before it started, not after the sacrifices, financial and otherwise, that Richard had made her on behalf, so she could attend just such affairs as the debutante ball of Gertrude Winn's one and only daughter, Louise. She mentioned the designer's name, and the matron looked suitably shocked. "My God!" she murmured. Recovering quickly, she added, "I should have guessed. Only he could have made such an exquisite purse." Monique smiled. The designer certainly was among the world's best, but, to give credit where credit was due, he hadn't exactly turned a sow's ear into a silk purse. The amazingly supple, tan-colored leather purse was a work of art, no doubt, but its elegance owed as much to the material of which it had been made as to its designer's unparalleled skill. In having supplied his scrotum as the material from which the drawstring purse was to be fashioned, Richard Hunter had assured that Monique's handbag would, indeed, be one of a kind, both a fashion accessory par excellence and an apt and proper memento mori of her wealthy lover's devoted munificence. Gertrude whispered in Monique's ear. "Treasure it, my child." "I do," the teary-eyed transsexual assured her. "I always will."

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Memories

Memories By Robin Y. I often think back to how I came to be the feminine male I am. There remains a lot of wishful thinking, but wishful thinking never changed anything and I try to use what I remember to gain some understanding of why I am who I am. I don't know if that is possible....I'm sure those memories are tainted with time, but I do believe that they offer some clues to why I chose the paths I have. Why we have the inclination for these choices may never be clear....but...

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Yankee Swap Chapter 3 Memories

Yankee Swap, Chapter 3: Memories "Hurry up - I'm getting cold!" Ken was hopping from one foot to the other to keep them from freezing on the cold concrete floor. Of course they wouldn't freeze in August, but he was nervous as well. He and his best friend Cindy were in her garage changing their clothes - with each other. It was a silly thing to do, but they were 6 years old and bored. Her clothes were much too small for him anyway, he thought. She passed him her dress and he...

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False Memories

‘Mr. Kisaragi, my severance check is in the mail. Once it comes in, I can pay the rent in full!’ ‘No, Tom. You live in this apartment for months, you pay for it! I’m making it easy for you. I let you have extra time to pay and you still can’t pay. No money tomorrow, no apartment! No money, and you leave. But you still pay for living here. I know people who can make you pay.’ Once Kisaragi slammed the front door of the complex, the woman standing next to Tom hugged him and broke out in tears. ...

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Hidden Memories

She heard Cody murmur something to her but she didn’t understand him because she was almost asleep. She’d ask him tomorrow what he had said. She fell deeper into sleep as she felt his hand caressing her thigh. On the ride to her house things weren’t exactly awkward, there was tension and she didn’t know why. Last night was nice, so why was she feeling this way? Cody hasn’t looked at her since they got their clothes on. She had a bad feeling that something was going to happen and...

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Olivias Prom Night Memories

He was 19 years old, though he had just graduated from our high school. He was 6’1 with dark brown shaggy hair (usually looking like he needed a haircut, even right after he’d gotten one) and eyes the color of maple syrup. He had a thin build, yet his arms and legs were well defined. He had played rugby throughout high school, only was one of the back field players, as opposed to the thick necked guys in the scrum. When he had asked me to prom I thought he may have been teasing me, as one...

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Ginsu Memories

‘Ding Dong!’ The doorbell rings, but Donna keeps reading. ‘Her defenders flee shamelessly, leaving the princess at the mercy of the pirates. As the barbaric hoards swarm aboard, she desperately seeks sanctuary in the captain’s cabin. Without warning, the door explodes in a shower of splinters leaving the dark shadow of a pirate blocking the only exit.’ ‘Ding Dong!’ ‘The forsaken princess feels the thick callused hand of the pirate encircle her waist. She feels the excited breath on her neck,...

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Hidden Memories

Introduction: Ok, some people have asked me about me having any involvement with someone in the military and I havent. I dont have anybody special like that, though sometimes I wish. I just have an idea of what that life what must be like. Anyways this story is a new one, I hope you like so far. Im not sure if this one will have ten parts like my last one. I know how I want it writen, I just dont know how long it will actaully be, so be patient for my next part. Sorry for any mistakes I didnt...

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Fond swinging memories

13 years ago was my last experience of threesome pleasure with another couple. Doug and Carol were married and we met through a contact swingers magazine. Computers and the internet were not prevalent then as they are today. I remember being invited by Carol, who called me one day to say they wished to meet me. I went over to their house and we chatted at their bar, got to know each other a bit and after awhile they said lets go into the lounge. We all got naked very quickly. I was a bit...

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Making Sexy Memories

She took my hand and we both walked down the hall. "Damn, you look good in that bikini. Pink looks really good on you, Faith." "We're on our honeymoon, so you are guaranteed to get laid at least fifty times," she reminded me before she brought me to the wall by the door. "We love each other, Dante," she stated before she kissed me. We made out for a moment and I brought my hands to her thighs. I rubbed them ever so softly as her hands came onto my crotch. Her lips slowly parted from mine. "Your...

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Reliving Old Memories

"Stay with me, Luke. I don't mind having a house guest." "Are you sure, Allison? We lived together for seven years, things happened, and then we went our separate ways. I know I can stay with a friend." "No, please, come here and just let me have someone to talk to in person. I have a couch for you to sleep on." "Okay, I'll be over tomorrow." "Already then, talk to you later, I love you." He stayed silent for a few seconds. "I love you too, Allison," he answered, before he hung up the phone. I...

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Sea of Memories

Hello everybody, the following story happened when I was 14, I am now 29. Let me introduce myself as “Jack” for privacy issues. Since a very early age I’ve been very shy, specially around women. I did not penetrate a girl until I was 18, even though I don’t consider myself to be bad looking. Sometimes girls would hit on me when I was in high school but to be honest I was too shy to make any moves on them. I have been playing soccer since I was 8, I love the sport ant that helps me keep in...

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Happy Memories

After a couple of hours watching granny porn and grandpas wanking and spunking I found my mind drifting back to when I was a young pup back home in the N.East and some of the naughty but very exciting things I got up to at my paternal grandparents home. Now, I'm not going to be going into lurid details of being bum ****d by my grandpa or sticking my juvenile cocklet in my grandma's cunt because it wasn't like that. But those times DID set the trend for my life of sluttyness to some degree. Most...

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