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Fly Right By Kathy Smith Lt. Colonel Harry Newman was an Air Force pilot. He flew the F-22 (Raptor). He was also a Flight Surgeon. It was a rare bird being a pilot and a flight surgeon. He was also, a Jew. He was so handsome; he was 6'1", blonde hair and blue eyes. He was married to Barbara Newman. She was a housewife and they had 4 children. She is gorgeous too with wavy light brunette hair and, of course, blue eyes. She is 5'7" and very skinny (she eats like a bird). She was a medical researcher before she met Happy but after they got married, she retired. She was in the basic genome area. The squadron was moving to Germany (from Langley Air Force in Virginia). They will be in Spangdahlem Air Base near Luxembourg border. The whole family will be moving there. Harry has been to Europe and Barbara too but the children have never been (the children, are a boy, who is 14, and girls twins who are 12 and another girl who is 10). They are buoyant with their adventure to be. None spoke Deutsch (Harry knows Spanish, French, Hebrew and Japanese and Barbara knows French, Russian, Hebrew and Yiddish.) So, Harry flew his F-22 over the Atlantic Ocean with lots of fuel tankers on the way. His other family relatives took the old fashion way, an American Airline 787 Dreamliner. They have a big apartment inside the base. They decided to have mini trips every weekend (if Harry was not working). So, they visited Rome, Paris, etc. His son, Steven, wanted to see Large Hadron Collider (CERN) on the border of France and Switzerland. Steven is an up and coming physicist. Barbara had some old friends who works for them (no there are not biologists nor biochemists but physicist). Steven was in his glory. He was talking to senior physicists, lots of detail questions. Harry and Barbara were out of their expert areas! Steven told them that they offered a part-time position if one of the parents say OK. Harry told him, "Your mother and I will talk about it." The trip back was silence. On the way back, they needed some petrol and some other fuel (i.e. food). So, they went off the highway and to a small village. They saw a cute inn - restaurant in the village. The innkeeper, the manager of the restaurant, the two waitresses, the chef and the guests were all, gorgeous and all women. The guests were about 30 (it was the only restaurant in the village). Barbara wanted to leave because the people were looking at them but Harry said, "It's all in your imagination. I bet, the food is great here. So, we can have meals here." So, they ordered some German dishes. Well, the food was great! Harry and Steven wolfed their own dishes down, and then, ate Barbara's and the girls' foods as well. They felt some warmness in they bellies, but Harry said it's because it's so good! The next day, Harry was flying and, of course, Steven had school (the American school on base). Harry had some troubles in the lower GI and he was OK to fly (since he was the Flight Surgeon for his squadron too). When he was flying, the control tower called him and said, "You're wife called, your son is in the hospital. Please call her as quickly as possible. The Controller said you can land now, so the vector to land is Alpha, Zulu, Charlie." He said, "Roger that." He landed and changed to his normal U.S. Air Force uniform. He called Barbara, she said, "I got a call from the nurse at the school. She said that Steven had some pains in his stomach. Then, he was throwing up. So, I rushed to the school, but Steven was on route to the hospital. So, I drove to the hospital. When I arrived, the ER physician said Steven was fine but one problem." "What?" Harry. Barbara said, "He is now, a girl!" Harry heard that, and said, "What?" he said for the 2nd time. Barbara said, "Yes, our son is now, a daughter." He said, "I'm getting into my car, I'll be there in 25 minutes." He arrived in the ER area. He found Barbara and she was crying. Harry asked "How did this happen?" She said, "The physician didn't know." Both went to the room where Steven was there. Harry was strong, he said a gorgeous girl, with the same color of her hair and the same color of the eyes as Steven. The face was the same but more feminine. The hair length is longer, about the length of his breasts. He said, "Hi Steven, I heard that you had some problems." He said, in three octaves higher, "Look at me? I'm a girl. Look that these breasts and my penis are gone. Please tell me what happen? Can you change this back?" The ER physician said, he can be discharged from the hospital. Harry saw that he is much smaller than Steven, maybe 5'2". Barbara when out to get t-shirt, underwear, jeans and sneakers (she decided to get boy's clothing for now). Steven changed and Harry and Steven drove back to their home (Barbara drove in her car alone). Steven was so tired, so he slept. Harry and Barbara talked (and he got some whiskey under his belt, it's not good, since he was going to fly tomorrow, but he needed that). Harry never heard about this in the medical literary. He will do some researcher on the web about this now, too. The next day, he had to get to the base early. They were doing exercises with American, British, Denmark and German airplanes. He checked all of the pilots in his squadron. So, they were up into the sky. He was in a dogfight with the "enemy (the 64th and 65th Aggressor squadrons from Nellis Air Force formed for Soviet maneuvers)". He was "hit" by a "Soviet" fighter (it was simulation, only) but he said, on the radio, "I'm in pain and I'm crashing." The control said to, "Eject, eject, eject!" No respond for about 10 seconds. Harry called that, "I'm OK!" His voice was much higher and had a southern accent. The control said, to land, now. So, he landed. The sergeant, who takes call of Harry, took off Harry's helmet and saw, in shock, a blonde hair, blue eyes gorgeous babe! She said, "I think, I blacked out!" Her voice was a sensual southern voice. The sergeant said to look at him; he did, and said, "Holy Sh-t! Uh, Holy Sh-t, Sir!" The sergeant helped him out of the fighter, he was about 12 or 13 inches below his normal height, he had long wavy blonde hair. He can't walk with his boots on since his feet were so much smaller. The sergeant helped him to the building. All of the enlisted men saluted Harry but officers were questioning that? Harry was going to the locker room; the guard blocked the locker room because it's for males only. Harry said, "I'm Lieutenant Colonel Newman, Airman! The Airman said, "I know Lt. Colonel Newman, Ma'am. You're not him, Ma'am." Harry got his DOD ID in his pocket and showed him. The Airman said, "That is not you, Ma'am. Please leave these facilities, Ma'am, now!" I asked the Airman if can call Barbara? He said, "Yes, Ma'am." So, I called Barbara, since my voice was so different, Barbara didn't register for about 15 seconds. He told her that I'm a woman now, too. His accent was southern too (maybe, rural Louisiana). Harry told her, "I don't have my wallet, or my keys or other personal things as well like my wedding band, etc. all in the locker." Harry told her that he needed some clothing, a bra and shoes. She asked if Harry is tall or short. Harry told her that, "I'm not sure, but I'm petite." She told him that, I will get some clothing and then, she will drive to the base. He said, "Please hurry, please." Barbara came about 45 minutes later, she knew that her husband would be wearing his flight suit and he would be outside of the security gate. Well, she drove through the gate, she saw a gorgeous petite woman but she didn't think that her husband! Harry was yelling and screaming to stop, but Barbara went on threw the gate. She stopped and saw that he was Harry. Barbara started to cry since both of males, her husband and her son are now, women. Harry changed to a bra, a panty, sweats and sneakers. Since Harry told her that he was petite, but he was very petite and his breasts are big. He told her that, he needed smaller clothing, so, we can go to another store. Barbara said, "Yes, Harry. Can we go to a women's store?" The woman, who helped Harry check his size, didn't speak English but she spoke both German and Russian, so Barbara talked to her in Russian. The clerk said, she (she meant Harry) is a size 30 (American size 00) and her bra size 65D (American 28C). Barbara made a comment, since her bra size is 30A (American size). Harry asked the clerk if she can measure his height too. She did and it was 1.47 m. (or 4'10"). The clerk asked Barbara if she wanted pants set, a dress or a blouse and skirt. Barbara asked Harry, he was shocked again. He thought about it for 10 seconds (which was eternity for him) and said, "A dress." Harry saw about 5 dresses and picked a dress which showed his top of his breasts and it was very short. The clerk showed some wildly high heel mules (like 100 - 110 mm). Harry picked the same color as the dress and it was 110 mm. He needed a sleeping gown and a robe since he needed to get some sleep, they got them too. Harry drove back (remember, he has no license, but he normally drove with himself and Barbara in the car), he needed to adjust the seat and the mirrors. Barbara said "Maybe you need a booster seat?" He looked at him like the devil incarnate! Before they arrived, Barbara told him that Steven was up, 6 hours ago, and he was just looking at him in the mirror crying and crying. Harry looked at her and said, "I understand what he is feeling!" They arrived at their home. Steven saw his Dad and started to cry again. Harry consoled him and said, "We can find a way to help us together." He left Steven's bedroom, and went to his bedroom. He looked at himself, for a long time. He saw that petite woman; he admitted that he was gorgeous. His hair had the same color as male Harry but his hair is about his belly button. His face was like a model, high cheek bones and his mouth was plumb. His breasts were huge. He wanted to look below the engine (i.e. his private parts) but Barbara came in. She asked if he wanted to have some food. He said "No, just coffee, please." She said, "With the changes and your weight, you will get hunger pains and light headiness soon." Harry said, "OK, get me a steak, potatoes and asparaguses." She laughed, "If you eat that every day, you will gain weight quickly." "Ah!" he said, "I'll have just a salad." She laughed again, "Good!" The next day, he needed to get some more clothing for both, his son and myself. He didn't have any credit cards but he can borrow Barbara's cards. He dressed in the same dress as yesterday, Steven had the sweats on. Well, they shopped until they dropped! They, together, cut their hair (Harry, had cut his hair above his nape and Steven just cut his hair straight about the length of his belly button). Both got their ears pierced and right now, they just had studs in there holes. Harry said that Steven wanted to have his belly button pieced but I said no. Harry was wearing a new dress and a push-up-bra (so, since his breasts are big, they are bigger still) and a tight dress that he can't show any more of his panties than he can already. His shoes were 170 mm heels platform shoes. Steven had on, red tank top, very tight, short black mini skirt, a leather jacket and a set of black leather boots when was above his knee (his boots were 125 mm. heels). Barbara was shocked by his clothing. Steven had too much makeup and he had no bra on so his breasts were juggling too much. His breasts were smaller the Harry's, Barbara thought maybe 'B'? Barbara asked Harry of he liked his style? He said, "Yes, I feel like a true woman! Maybe, it's the estrogen or the progesterone, or even the second 'X' chromosome. I'm not sure. She asked Steven to same thing. Steven said that, 'My name is not Steven anymore, Elizabeth Kathryn Newman now. And yes, I feel wonderfully!" Harry said that, "I changed my name too. It's Lillian Abigail Newman, M.D." Barbara said, "Oh..." Barbara started to cry, a little bit but she felt to have strength so she stopped the tears. Both had lot of boxes from Barbara's car. They showed Barbara the other clothing and the makeup too. Lillian said that they are going to visit that small village that we stop for a meal. She thinks that meals change us. So, we (Lillian and Elizabeth, not Barbara and the other girls) going tomorrow. Lillian asked her, "You can get my car and my wallet from the base tomorrow too?" Barbara said, "Yes." They were ready about 8 am. They are taking the train there. Lillian was wearing a too short dress, it was leatherette contrast tube dress, and split accent at the center of the sweetheart neckline and contour seams adds oomph to the chest and is incredibly flattering. Barbara thought it was like Lillian was a slut with that dress. Her shoes were 120 mm mules. Elizabeth was wearing typical slutty girl. It was a halter dress. Look incredibly stylish in this on-trend piece for summer (not for the fall, now). A zebra print elastic belt shimmers in metallic for a look that wows. A sexy deep v-neckline is met with a gathered denim skirt for the perfect mix of sweet and sultry. Both were wearing too much makeup and the temperature was too cold for those sexy dresses. Barbara said something about that but they didn't lean. They will be cold on the way. Barbara drove them to the train station, yes, it was cold, it was on the platform, 15 C, both of them had blue lips and they were shivering. In the train, it was much warmer. It took about 3 hours on the train, and then, they had to walk for 2.5 km to the inn and restaurant. In the restaurant, they had the same gorgeous women in the place. The innkeeper saw the two women and she said (in German), "Ah, the change happened, wonderful." The weird thing was that Lillian and Elizabeth understood German now!" So, they had a long conversation. The innkeeper, Martina, said that you ate, both, magic meals. Only men will have an effect, not woman. The effect was to take the 'Y' chromosome in each cell and change it to 'X', in effect, changing you both women. The sign, in German, told you that in the inn lobby. Lillian told her that she didn't speak German the first time. Katrine laughed and said, "Sorry about that!" Lillian asked if we can change back, Katrine said "No, I'm sorry again." Katrine asked if "You would like to have dinner here, this evening?" Lillian said, "Sure, please." So, they ate in the restaurant. They met about 30 guests, all are once males, now, are females. All are gorgeous. They work in the village. The workers in the inn are also, pulchritudinous too. They talked and talked. They heard the whistle in the distant; Katrine said that was the last train until the morning. Lillian said, "Oh, my goodness!" Katrine asked "If you can stay, in the inn, for the night? Lillian said, "We would like that!" Elizabeth was talking to a nice girl, about the same age, about both fashion and physics (high energy type). The other girl had the same taste of fashions and interests in physics! Lillian told Katrine that she needed to call Barbara. Lillian looked at the time and it was midnight! She called Barbara and told her that the problem was. Barbara was worried since Lillian didn't call. Lillian said, have a sweet dreams in the inn. Lillian said, "Love you darling!" They talked until the restaurant closed (3 am). Katrine, gave Lillian two sleeping gowns, robes and toothbrushes, etc. She hugged her and thanked her. Katrine gave the two inn rooms (with inside bathrooms). She changed and then, crashed quickly! Lillian awoke, she heard a knock of the door; a beauty woman opened the door and came inside of the bed. She was hugging and kissing Lillian, very quickly, Lillian started to make love to her. This was the first time that Lillian made love since she was a woman. Well, it was intense, really intense! They made love until about 5:30 then Lillian crashed. She woke up at 6:30 or so. The lady was gone. Was it a dream or a real woman in her bed? Her hymen was not there, but she didn't look at her private parts closely until now. She felt wonderful and she had a glow. She took a bath, slow and relaxing. She dressed and then, knocked on Elizabeth's door. Elizabeth was not here, so she looked in the restaurant, she was there with her new girlfriend. They were talking about physics. Katrine was there, she asked, "Did you sleep well?" Lillian said, "Incredibly!" Katrine had a big grin and said, "That is wonderful! Would you and your daughter like some breakfast now?" Lillian said, "Please!" When Lillian and Elizabeth were eating, Katrine said that, "I'm looking for a part-time manager of the inn and part-time ma?tre d' for this restaurant. Lillian said that, "You know that I was a U.S. Air Force pilot and a Flight Surgeon, but who knows of I can do that in the future. It's temporary." Katrine said, "Try it for a little time and then you can decide then. Elizabeth can go to our local school and maybe, she can work at CERN part-time too." Lillian said, "Yes, we can do this! I would like to try it!" Elizabeth was so happy! Later on, Lillian called Barbara, she told her about her decided and our daughter too. Barbara was very unhappy about Elizabeth (she didn't talk about Lillian). Lillian told her that she knew German now, fluently, she said, "Oh?" Barbara told Lillian that the Air Force told her to move out of the apartment in 1 week. She told Lillian that they are taking a fight back to America. Lillian told her that, "I'll miss you and our 3 daughters but I need to learn more about this body and the same thing with Elizabeth. Lillian's cell phone was disconnected without saying love you or goodbye. Katrine told her that, "You can, temporarily live in the inn, and if you like to be permanently, you can look for an apartment or a house. I can loan you some Euros to buy some more clothing and other things too. I'll take Elizabeth to the school to register her." Lillian said, "Thank you, Katrine." Katrine said, "Welcome to our little Inn and our family." They kissed. Both of them went to some clothing stores. Again, Lillian purchased some wild dresses and skirts (all of them were very short) and all of the shoes were very high too. Elizabeth purchased of her clothing, all were hells angels' types, leather skirts, leather jackets. Elizabeth told Lillian that she wants to pierce her belly button, maybe her tongue and tattoos. Lillian said "It's no problem but if you do it? The tattoos will be permanently, so you have to be sure!" Elizabeth said, "Yes, I want them" In the night time, that woman came again. They made love again. It was more intense. The lady didn't speak. Lillian just knew that she had long straight black hair and black eyes. The next day, Lillian started at an Innkeeper. She looked fantastically, she was wearing a dress which had backless and the hemline was about 3" below her panties. The fabric was golden metallic material and her shoes length was 120 mm. It was easy being an Innkeeper. She had two maids for doing the rooms and in the restaurant had Katrine, three waitresses and in the kitchen, one chef and two helpers. Katrina and Lillian switched off their duty, when Katrina was in the Inn, Lillian would be in restaurant, when Lillian was in the Inn, and Katrina was in the restaurant! Katrina had a home just 3 blocks away from the Inn. Katrina asked if Lillian and Elizabeth would like to live in her home. Lillian and Elizabeth thought about it and decided to move in to Katrina's place. Elizabeth started school and after school, she worked at CERN doing little projects. The physicists thought that she is so smart. She discussed high level ideas of ideas of sub atom particles like Higgs, and Bosons, Fermions, Hadrons or even superstring theories (9 dimensions or 11 dimensions, etc.) Lillian told her about the birds and the bees. Lillian told her that she should be a virgin in gymnasium (high school in America) but Lillian didn't know if she had a relationship already. Lillian knew that her best girlfriend is the girl from the Inn (her name is Anneliese) but she doesn't know if they had a deeper relation already, or if Elizabeth is heterosexual (or lesbian or bi). After 9 months at the inn, Lillian decided to learn to fly (it's a little bit different from America, but it was easy since she was an expert). She learned in about 10 days both single engine and multi-engine (PPL). She had to wait for her instrument rating (IR) for the some more hours. Well, it was two years after the year. Lillian learned that the woman in the bed was Katrina. Katrina told her that the first time, she saw Lillian, and she wanted to make love. So, Katrina offered her bedroom for good. Lillian said "Yes!" and kissed her. Elizabeth was graduating early because she was so advanced (she was just 16). For those 2 years, Barbara never called or emailed. Lillian wrote a letter to Barbara to tell her that her daughter is graduating. Lillian didn't think that Barbara would respond. 9 days later, Barbara called her. They had a nice conversation, about 2 ? hours. Barbara would like to see Elizabeth graduate. Lillian was so happy (Barbara never divorced Lillian, so, in theory, they are still married.) Elizabeth was going to Cal Tech (she told Lillian that she will graduated in 2 years and then she start grad school). Anneliese (Elizabeth's friend) is going there too. They were the only Germans starting undergrads in Physics. Barbara moved to Los Angelis because she get a Professorship at USC (she is an Asst. Professor but she is on a tenure track.) Barbara would love to see Elizabeth, lots and lots. Lillian thought about that, Barbara dumped us but in one sense, we were in shock, all of us. The other sense, she was not a man anymore. So, she told Barbara that would be lovely. So, Barbara arrived in our little village. She was still the same as 2 years ago, very gorgeous and she was still love fashions. She told her that, she was still Innkeeper and she was still crazy about Katrina. We had Barbara in our house. After Elizabeth's graduation, we had a small dinner. Then, Elizabeth left to see her friends and Katrina had to go to work at the Inn. Barbara and Lillian went to my house. We talked and talked. Lillian told her about my life. Both were drinking wine. Then, Barbara started to rub her legs; we were still talking at that time. In one minute, we were kissing and then. We were making love. We were doing it for about 2 hours and then, we crashed on the bed. Katrina came back and saw us on the bed, sleeping. Now, Lillian thought that Katrina was a witch for a long time (since her change). Well, she was more than a witch, she was a Germanic witch! She is 1730 years old. She changed into her real body, she was 89 cm tall (hey, her power is not in her body, but her spells). She was one of the ugliest women Lillian saw. She was angry, she said sometime in a strange language (it was a Germanic Wiccan dialect). Katrina froze Lillian, she can see but she can't say anything. Katrina looked at Barbara and said, in the same language, she changed her to a retardant man, about 45 years old. He can work as a bus boy in a regular restaurant. He can't read or write. He is huge, about 115 kg and 1.39 m. Katrina said another spell, and poof, he is gone Lillian will change to the old Harry with some differences. 1) He was still petite, 2) he had no penis just testes (his hole for peeing is between testes and the pelvis bone) and 3) he had still his breasts and 4) Katrina will selectively erase his mind, he will still have memories of the past, but no knowledge. He was still frozen. Katrina was talking to Lillian, "Now, that to do about Elizabeth? Hmm?" Lillian looked at her, in fright." "Ah!" she said, "I'll erase her mind and change her body to a tall bleached blonde. She'll do prostitution in Times Square, in New York City. She will have two venereal diseases and lung cancer because smoking, she smokes 3 packs a day. She will look worn and had her peak a long time ago." Katrina made another spell and Elizabeth was here and another spell and she was an old hooker. Katrina had another spell and Elizabeth was gone. Harry, for a moment, saw her face before she poof away. Katrina made another spell and poof. She had her demonic laugh. Katrina kissed her on her lips and said, "Goodbye, sweetness!" Harry appeared but in miniature without his penis but with his huge breasts. He is still 4'10" but he has muscles now. His voice is very high. Katrina looked at him, laughed again. She said, "You needs a dress and heels on.", she poof again, Harry had on a formally sexy dress on but now, it looks silly on him. Katrina said that Harry doesn't know German anymore. Katrina had another spell and she was gone. Harry looked at him, he saw the old Harry but he had breasts. He also felt he had no penis, he just felt his pelvis and his testes. Unfortunately, he didn't speak German and he looked at the closets, and he couldn't find any pants, only skirts and dresses. He remembered what Katrina said about Elizabeth. He has to find her. Katrina said that she will be in Time Square somewhere. He needed away to go to Manhattan (or America first). He didn't have any money now. He also remembered that he was a pilot and physician but he didn't know that the details of that. He hitched a ride with a truck driver. The driver thought Harry was so funny with his breasts, dress and heels. He didn't speak English but Harry showed him, on his GPS, what he wanted to go (Berlin since the American Embassy was there). The driver pointed to his route (it was 25 km away from Berlin). Harry motioned, yes! The driver had a pit stop to get some diesel and some diesel for his belly (i.e. food). He motioned to get some food for Harry too. Harry said, "Yes." He got a small quiche and tea. The trunk driver laughed and laughed. He said, "Girly Menschen!" Harry smiled. Harry had to go to the men's room but which one? So, he went to the men's room. The attendant kicked him out. So he peed in the back of the restaurant. So, he and the truck driver left. The driver left him in a restaurant - gas station near Potsdam on autobahn 115. The driver gave him a big hug and said, "Auf Wiedersehen!" He went to the restaurant and asked if anyone is going to Berlin? Lots of gay man (it's Berlin, you know) said yes. Lots of people spoke English. So, a couple (two gay men, in their 20's), gave a ride for Harry. He was in back with a small car (that's OK since Harry was petite too). One of the men told him that, "Your dress is so pretty!" Harry said, "You like it?" and smiled. "The man said yes. The man asked if he was a male or a female. Harry answered, "I'm not sure. I don't have a penis." The man said, "Oh my Goodness." Both of the men in the front laughed. They dropped Harry outside of the U.S. Embassy. The Marine guard saluted him and Harry saluted him back. He asked for either the Ambassador or his assistant. The person asked why? Harry thought, for a second, if he told him the all story, Harry will be in the psychological hospital for sure (remember he was wearing a sexy dress, heels and he had two big breasts), so, he told the man that his U.S. Passport was stolen only. The man said that "It's not the Ambassador's job to take care of the Passports. I can do it." He asked Harry's official name. Harry said, "Herschel Aaron Newman". He looked on the State Department's database. The man said that, "You were missing 2 ? years ago. You're an U.S. Air Force officer." What happened? Harry told him, that, "I just need a passport and a ticket, please?" The man said, "Well, we can get you a passport but you have to pay for a ticket yourself. Harry said, "But I don't have any money?" The man said, "Sorry." So, Harry started to work at a strip joint in the Meat District in Berlin. He looked like a TG or TS (since his face was a total male and his body is the same but for his breasts), he was wearing a topless pantie with pincers around his nipples (when he needed to pierce his areoles, it hurt, but for money, he did it) and very heel (140 mm) mules. He had to do double duty; he was a dancer and serving drinks for the customers. He worked for 1 year to get some money for a ticket and for in the future (he didn't know if he can find Elizabeth quickly after he landed at New York City). He normally, wore a dress or a skirt. He also pierced his earlobes for earrings (the idea was since he didn't have a penis, he needed to go to women's room and, of course, he was a dancer in the strip bar too). So, he got a ticket (yes, it was coach, not business class, not first class), so with his US passport, he flew to JFK International Airport. Yes, he wore a disgusting sexy dress (all black leather with very tight, short hemline and showing the bulk of his breasts. His hair was medium length and he dyed bleached blonde.). It was so wonderful to see the red, white and blue on our flag! He rented a room with 2 prostitutes near Time Square (on 11th Ave and West 49th St.). Well, Harry looked and looked but he wouldn't find Elizabeth. He started to look in a wider area too but no luck. He was looking for 14 months and he talked to another hooker. That hooker said a friend of hers (another prostitute), was at Bellevue Hospital because she has lung cancer. Harry rushed to Bellevue and he found Elizabeth! He hugged her and kissed her and he cried for joy! Elizabeth knew him and saw him was her father (well, he was wearing a mini-dress, heels, makeup, long bleached blonde and big loops on his ears). The nurse said that she was dying. The nurse said that she had about 8 months to live. Harry discharged Elizabeth and got a flop-house apartment in a small village on Hudson River, upstate (Rhinebeck, NY). The apartment had a view of the river and it was so peace. Harry cared for her for 24 months (more than the nurse said the prediction which was 8 months). She was in a wheelchair, so Harry who was petite as you know, wheeled the device everywhere. Well, Elizabeth died, in the springtime; Harry cried and cried and cried. He had a Jewish funeral and she was buried in Rhinebeck. Her gravesite overlooked the river but Elizabeth had a huge oak tree having a good shade above the grave. Harry lived in Rhinebeck for the rest of his life. He started a school teaching women belly dancing, exotic dancing and lap dancing too. His dancing name was Glinda Arabella. He was very fit (since he does dancing). His clients are normal wives and girlfriends who just want to learn dancing (less than 10% are a little bit weird). He jogged, swam and did some aerobics exercises until he died. He normally had a dress on (a short sexy dress too), of course, a bra and high heels too. His hair was about his length of his belly button and he normally wore it flowing. Every day, he wore makeup. He had no lover (either sexes) but he had lots of dinners with both sexes (50% females and 50% males). When he has dinner with a man, he knew that he was sexy (since he wore crazy sexy clothing, wore incredible makeup, large earrings and his hair was still bleached blonde), but never, never had any sex. If a person (either male or female), asked which sex is he? He never answered that question! Since the change (the 2nd change, not the 1st), his body, will get more muscles mass versus just Lillian, i.e. just a normal male body. So, he has muscles that any of woman's builders that pump iron can. He is still petite, 4'10" but he still can wear size 00. His face was all masculine, like the old Harry (chiseled face and slim hips, but he can move those hips like a true belly dancer). He died, after he visited Elizabeth's gravesite (he talked to Elizabeth's grave site like she was there for about 1 hour), when he was 104 years old. The funeral had about 170 friends. He was buried in the same family plot as Elizabeth. His gravestone read, Here lies Herschel Lillian Aaron Newman Forgive me for I changed my son Steven Elizabeth Newman to a woman. Forgive me And Rachel died and was buried on the way to Ephrat which is Beit Lechem. And Jacob erected a tombstone on Rachel's grave. - We don't know if Harry is not in peace, trying to change his son forever, but I hope so. The End P.S. As you know, I had a stroke 30 years old. I had (past tense, please) Broca's aphasia and agraphia (read Wikipedia, if you want to know those terms are). Anyway, my oral language is just hunky dory, but my written English is a struggle still. So, in my view, this is therapy, I love to talk about good rich stories (this is a GOOD STORY? Hmmm?). Anyway, if you see some problems, please tell me about it! God bless you and thank you for reading this tail, Kathy

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Thirteen years after the Average Joes Defense Force Special On board ‘Happy Hunting Grounds’ Valhalla class cube ship One million kilometers from Lunar orbit “Captain. We’ve received a message relay from Earth Command. They report that they have two small hive ships still on the loose close in-system, along with several escort types. They are cleaning them up, but cannot spare any more escorts for us. They advise that we not make orbit. Lunar Exit Station Copernicus is fully stocked and we...

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THE SPANKING PARLOR IN THE HOME OF LINDA WRIGHT

Linda Wright’s seven year old nephew Matthew has been living in her home for a month with her sixteen year old daughter Mary, and her thirteen year old daughter Donna. Along with her loving Christian husband Dan whom she has been happily married to for over twenty years. Linda was very pleased with how well behaved Matthew has been ever since that fateful day in church, where he learned a good lesson, after lying over Miss Calusa’s knee. Matthew has been provided with structure, along with...

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A Night in Brighton

Friday 28 November 1952 Our one night together in Brighton began by us meeting as arranged in the concourse of London Bridge railway station, at five in the afternoon to catch the 17.15 train. I had already picked up the first class tickets from the office. There was a freezing pea-souper in London that Friday afternoon in late November and you could barely see a hand in front of your face. As the weather was so bad I left my rented house in Croydon half an hour early so I was waiting for her...

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Fly In Fly Out

An old friend, Dean, who worked up north on a fly in fly out schedule of two weeks in camp, two weeks home, looked me up and re-connected after about ten years of working in different parts of the country. It so happened to live in the city where his flight from camp landed and he would have up to a six hour layover before catching his flight home to his wife and kids.Now years ago, Dean and I were great friends as we had internships with a mining company and became friends quickly. That...

Hardcore
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Fly Robin Fly

I thought of this tale while I was at work. I do make an apology to DC Comics. The characters of Joker, Batgirl, and Robin are theirs. I use them only in jest and for a tale. Fly Robin Fly Robin awoke in a deep pit. The Joker had got him with a knockout dart. He could stand up and look around. The Joker spoke, "Good Morning Robin. I will make you a deal. You climb out that pit on your own; you can go back to your nest. If you do not after three days, I will haul you out and fuck...

2 years ago
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Firefly

The Firefly verse didn't exist for long. An incredible show destroyed by ruthless Fox execs who keep churning shit out on the TV. But enough of that. Firefly had plenty of incredibly sexy women. Choose what happens to these women, and what they get up to in the black.

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Rightica

Title: Female submissive Right of Male Dominant Act. Be it Hereby Enacted by Rightica Congress. Preamble: Females are hereby stripped of all rights and privileges given to them in Pre-Rightica territories. Rightica will now be a male dominant country, with Females acting it servitude to the Male cause as necessary and deemed by Male head of house. Legal marriage of Female enacts right of property clause. Section 1: Females are rights and property as well as economical entities and may be...

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The Remaking of Anna Plowright

Prologue Anna Plowright trudged grimly along the country lane towards her cottage still two kilometres distant. She was soaked to the skin. The rain bucketed down and reduced her hair to a stringy ruin, and found every available gap in her clothing to trickle down her back and between her breasts. When she had set out that morning for her daily ten-kilometre walk with the dog, the sun had been shining, the skies clear. Then apparently from out of nowhere clouds began to rapidly pile up, and...

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My First time having gay sex dude was a staright

Background info : I am a bi-sexual young black male, i am mid 20s and i have only had sex with girls but i have always SECRETLY been turned on by guys. Lately my curiosity has turned into and deep sexual urge that is beyond my control.There's this guy: There is this guy that lives below me, VERY sexy he's slim tall, very masculine, he dresses and acts like a thug even though he isn't he has baby dreads, he reminds me of a younger hood version of Micheal ealy( Ricky from barber shoo movie). As...

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London to Brighton

I sit in Dylan Rey’s hair salon on Tunbridge Wells High Street and stare at my new little black bob.I worried it wouldn’t suit my face, that I wouldn’t be able to manage the upkeep, and that at thirty-six I was too old. Scariest of all, if I didn’t have long hair would I look blokey – the perennial risk for a transgender woman?But it is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.A chunky, straight fringe hangs from a small white parting. Neat curtains either side of my face ease into dagger points...

Trans
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Fly in the Ointment

Isn’t it funny how things we try to bury under the years of simple silence can have a way of clawing their way to the surface? Sometimes I wonder if there really is such a thing as a secret, or if all these things we don’t say are just waiting for the right time to spring up on us. Can a man even hope to conceal his worst sin in this so called information age, or is it inevitable that it will find that perfect time to suck the wind from him and ruin his life? The classic ‘ding dong’ of my...

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Fly Blackbird Fly

Derek could not believe it. Standing in the performing area of his bar were the three surviving members of the greatest rock band in the world: The Beatles. The thirteen or fourteen patrons were all just as surprised as Derek at this wonderful, but unexpected, surprise. A supposedly normal Tuesday night of beers and chicken wings turned into a reunion of mythical proportions. The Beatles were here and for all practical purposes looked like they might do a set. Paul, George, and Ringo had...

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Miss Cartwright

My Story begins 40 years ago when I was a pupil at school, as this story is true I will not name the school and the name of the teacher involved has been altered as well. I was not that good at Art but I really fancied the Art Teacher Miss Cartwright who I think was about 24 years old I was at the time 18 and in the 6th form. I had been given a project to complete a pencil drawing of a life model and I had made a real hash of it, I had however been working for weeks on a pencil drawing of...

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Miss Cartwright

My Story begins 40 years ago when I was a pupil at school, as this story is true I will not name the school and the name of the teacher involved has been altered as well. I was not that good at Art but I really fancied the Art Teacher Miss Cartwright who I think was about 24 years old I was at the time 18 and in the 6th form. I had been given a project to complete a pencil drawing of a life model and I had made a real hash of it, I had however been working for weeks on a pencil drawing of Miss...

Spanking
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Firefly

Zoë was bored. Desperately bored. Amazingly bored. And in need of a fuck, just one good fuck. Letting her beautiful long hair down her back, dressed in her tight top and tighter trousers, she went out for a drink. Finding a good bar, she sat alone at a table for one, bored, lonely, and itching for some goodness. The bar, however, is mainly empty, with people so damn ugly; she wouldn?t fuck ?em for all the gold in Sihnon. Except for one person. A girl, quite the hottie, that she keeps looking...

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Firefly

With the film now out a new lease of life it’s about time we tried a Firefly/Serenity story based on Joss Wheadon’s failed TV series about the crew of the cargo ship Serenity. Lead by Captain Mal Reynolds a brooding ex-soldier from the losing side in a war, his first officer Zoë her husband and ships pilot Wash, the ships on board companion and ambassador/whore Inara, the cute engineer Kaylee wanted fugitives Dr Simon Tam and his sister her crazy River, Shepard Book and the Man they call Jayne...

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Firefly After Serenity

Times had been hard for the crew of the small firefly class ship, they had lost many friends on Haven colony and their pilot. The ship flew out of the way and had not seen or heard anyone or anything else in a week. They were trying to stay out of the Alliances way in case they decided some revenge was in order against serenity and her crew.It was late for ship time and the corridors where quiet and empty as most of the crew slept in their own bunks. This was true for all except for theship's...

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English Girl Goes to Brighton

Why hadn’t she put her little purse back in her handbag?  Hayley was so angry with herself, so angry with everything, she wanted to scream.  He’d planned the perfect weekend, she was so looking forward to it, and she was screwing it up.  She had taken her little clutch out of her handbag to pay for the lunch delivery, and why had she not put it back?  To make matters so much worse, she hadn’t realized it until she’d gotten all the way to London Bridge and was standing in line for the train...

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Bred in Brighton

Author’s note: If you’ve got any ideas or requests, make sure to pop them in the comments. I’d also appreciate your feedback regarding styling and including pictures as links. Hope you like it! The story is meant to be played as a game so make sure to click on “Start Game” at the beginning or the chapters won’t make much sense. Thanks! If you enjoy the story, please make sure to leave a like, favourite it and drop a comment! It really helps me stay motivated, plus it lets me know what you like...

Fetish
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Barfly

I fell in lust the first time I saw her. She was sitting on that barstool, with her skirt stretched about as tight as it could go across her sweet little butt, looking for all the world like some kind of Hollywood starlet. When I thought about it later, as we were balling our brains out in my big old bed, I remembered that I had actually seen her for the first time as she walked into the bar. That makes me a liar? Big deal! That time she was just a long pair of legs in a short skirt.

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flyguy

Not my story but one from myhotwife blogA couple weeks back I got an email from a commercial airline pilot who said he’d be flying into my town and wondered if I’d be interested in a rendezvous at the Embassy Suites near the airport. He said he had a six hour layover and couldn’t think of a better way to spend it than borrowing another man’s wife for the afternoon. At first I was a little surprised at his forward approach, so I called his bluff and told him to message me and we could talk about...

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FLYPAPER

FLYPAPER By Lana B. This story may not be re-posted without the permission of the author. *** The grimy ceiling lamp gently swayed on its rusted chain as the overworked floor fan ten feet away noisily labored to circulate the dank air in the warehouse's cellar. The lamp's wavering light beam shone downward in a broadening cone that softly illuminated the immediate area around the small wooden table but not much else beyond its perimeter. Steve looked into the...

2 years ago
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Barfly

I fell in lust the first time I saw her. She was sitting on that barstool, with her skirt stretched about as tight as it could go across her sweet little butt, looking for all the world like some kind of Hollywood starlet. When I thought about it later, as we were balling our brains out in my big old bed, I remembered that I had actually seen her for the first time as she walked into the bar. That makes me a liar? Big deal! That time she was just a long pair of legs in a short skirt. It wasn't...

Fetish
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Barfly

It was deader than four o’clock in Idaho and we were playing to the barmaids. There were maybe ten people in the bar all night, but we put our souls into it anyway. A lot of people think rock and roll is all dope and glamour. I suppose part of it is. But people never stop to consider the empty nights, or the bar owners who don’t want to pay you. But you take the good with the bad, I guess. Anyway, it’s a job. Sure, it’s tough to play when there’s nobody there to...

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Barfly

My name is Barney and I'm 28-years-old. This story is about a wild experience I had at the Driftwood Bar in my hometown about three months ago. And yes the pictures are real, a guy who just about lives in the bar happens to have a digital camera and is so used to what happens there that he's always prepared. Anyway, I still live with my mother, my dad died when I was sixteen. For some reason I haven't been able to find a good job all my life so it helps me a lot to split costs with mom....

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Flyover CountryChapter 2

To my surprise, it took almost an hour for my darling wife to make it the few blocks from where she’d been fucking the Hennings to the home she and I had shared for the last eighteen months—since we’d bought it, in fact. I remembered how hard we’d struggled to find enough money for the down payment—the mortgage payments weren’t easy either—but Faye had wanted it as a symbol we were rising in our city’s society. She’d been so happy when we moved in. At the time, I was glad we’d done it. Then...

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Flyover CountryChapter 3

Looking back to that day, and the following week, to a lesser extent. I have to admit even I was amazed at the speed things had gone from zero to DEFCON 1 in nothing flat. “Cocked Pistol” indeed! (That’s what the Armed Forces call operations under DEFCON 1 conditions) With Faye’s lack of remorse, consideration of whether to work on the marriage hadn’t even been a speed bump on the road to going full nuclear. Heck, it wasn’t even a painted line on that road. I never bothered debating with...

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Flyover CountryChapter 4

I didn’t really know what I wanted to do with my life from that point forward, but I was sure whatever I decided, flying would be a part of it. I took refresher courses to reactivate my pilot’s certificate, including an instrument ground school and then flew with an instructor for a while to get current again. My Uncle Jake, my mom’s much older brother, and the man who taught me to fly, had passed away six years ago, leaving all his possessions to my mom. That included five small aircraft...

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Flyover CountryChapter 5

When I awoke the next morning, Mercedes’ fragrant, raven-hued hair was spread all over my chest, her head was pillowed on my left shoulder and her legs were intertwined with mine. Earlier, just before dawn, she’d awakened me by throwing her left leg over my body, inserting a hard-on I was too sleepy to know I had inside her and riding cowgirl on me for a long, sweet time until we both came. Evidently, she’d only partly dismounted. Her satiny flesh felt wonderful against mine. I’d dated a few...

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Flyover CountryChapter 6

After leaving Mom and Dad at Yosemite, I made my way out to Interstate 5 and turned north. I crossed the Canadian/U.S. border north of Seattle and drove into British Columbia en route to Alaska. Dad and I had discussed the opportunities for operating a small flying business back in Texas and elsewhere. I could have found a niche somewhere in Texas for something like that, but the major carriers had plenty of feeder airlines funneling passengers and cargo from rural areas into the major hubs....

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Flyover CountryChapter 7

“We’re going to have to sleep in your sleeping bag tonight while mine airs out some,” Sharon told me with a mischievous grin the next morning. “But mine’s just a little bigger than a regular single bag ... it isn’t a big double, like yours,” I objected. “So... ?” she replied with a little giggle. I got it; it wasn’t like we spent our nights squirming around, trying to get away from each other as we slept. And if I could avoid it, I didn’t want to lie in a big wet spot either. Her bag did...

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Flyover CountryChapter 8

Sharon was dying. She’d been dying for almost a year, a little more every day. The cancer was an aggressive one; it was literally eating her alive. She’d hung on for almost four months longer than any of the doctors thought possible. But when I brought her back to the hospital this time, we both knew she was never going to leave it. Her breath was coming in short gasps. The morphine drip wasn’t enough any longer. She was hurting badly, but fighting hard to stay alive for just another minute...

4 years ago
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Flyover CountryChapter 9

Being married to Mercedes an adventure, but a relaxed one. We agreed on so many things, but we always had things to talk about. Whenever we found a difference of opinion, we always discussed alternatives and decided on a path together. Sometimes, I adopted her slant on a particular difficulty and, occasionally, she came over to my side. Honestly, the worst things that plagued us were times when Mercedes got into a “what might have been” mood. Mercedes sometimes worried that she should not...

4 years ago
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Oliver and Emilie Wright

"For godssakes stop the silly crying, Oliver, and be a man. So Billy screwed me. So what? It isn't like it means a damn thing," said Emilie. "It made me feel good and didn't hurt you or us one little bit." "I'm not crying. I've just got something in my eye. But, as for the rest of it, it means plenty to me, and in case you actually give a damn it did hurt me. And also in case you actually give a damn there is the indisputable fact that this marriage is over," I said. "Oh, pooh,"...

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Fly Me to the Moon

Fly Me to the Moon -or- The Great Doritos Bandito Caper Copyright© 2010 by Stultus Synopsis: Deputy Rick Dawson knew that someone (the infamous Doritos Bandito) was stealing trucks full of the tasty junk food — but why? Little did he realize that in order to solve this mystery he’d have to spend a night dancing under the stars. A short screwy tale of love and tasty triglycerides. Sex contents: Some Sex Genre: Romantic Science Fiction Codes: Slow, MF, Alien Anal Probes Originally Posted...

3 years ago
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Fly On The Wall

A fly on the wall. That's all I wanted to be from the start. I was amazed that one lawyer allowed me to be a member of the jury, let alone two. I will never permit a lawyer on any jury in front of which I try a case. I explained that to the fellow members of my jury when they, sensibly, tried to make me foreman. "There is a reason you don't want a lawyer on a jury. Whenever any legal issue comes up, or many issues related to the proceedings, people are likely to give deference to the...

3 years ago
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Fly Fishing and Catching My Limit

My family always loved the outdoors and, when I was thirteen, we went camping for two weeks at Camp Wishon Campground in the south central California valley foothills. The second day, I was hiking along Hockett Meadows Trail looking for a good spot to practice my fly casting and maybe catch a few fish. The terrain was very rough, broken-up, with jutting rocks, huge boulders and steep sides down to the stream bed. I finally came to a place where the stream widened out into a beautiful, clear...

4 years ago
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Fly Me to the Moon

Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On a-Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby, kiss me Fill my heart with song And let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you Fill my heart with song Let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, in other words I...

4 years ago
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Flying

It was a beautiful spring morning; the air clear, bright, and blue, with just a few high clouds to give the sky definition, the temperature balmy with a slight breeze to keep it fresh. I decided I wanted to go fly, just tool around over the valley, free and happy. Even if the flying is 'stressful' - suddenly you are second in line to land and there is a twin Beech behind you eating up the distance and you are pedaling as fast as you can in your little 150 and don't want to make even a little...

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Flying kite in pakistan

This incident happens almost 2 year ago. At that time I am not aware of desi papa .I only came to know about this site about 2-3 month’s. After reading the stories from desi papa in which some of are very much escasticating and terrified with the blend of pain, pleasure and sex. I felt that why should not I also write my true-life incident so that all the reader enjoy. Now gays and girls I am from good family. As a good family as you know sex talk is prohibited and you will keep far – far away...

Incest
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Butterfly

Butterfly Synopsis John was changing physically and mentally and was doing so within hours of that moment in the forest. It takes twelve hours for the common cold to take hold and give us a hint that we have it. It took about that same amount of time for all of the signals that flow through us naturally to change as well, and John woke to a new world. John woke to the same sun, room and bed, but clearly it didn't feel the same, and it would only get worse... Players John,...

4 years ago
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Flying Inside the Envelope

Molly stood for a moment outside the flight office and sucked in a big lungful of air before she stepped onto the wooden deck. It was a cool, fall day. Much like biting into a juicy apple, the air had crispness as it tickled the hair on her arms. She savored the freshness of the air, which mixed with the common smells of the airport. Molly had grown to love the bouquet of avgas and engine exhaust. It had almost become a perfume since the flying bug took hold of her. To non-flyers it was just...

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Flying the Friendly Skies0

The flight that I had booked for my 1st trip to Los Angeles had 8 people on board and a full compliment of pilots and stewardesses. It was actually pretty cool. There were 10 stewardesses on this flight. 3 African American, 4 Asians and 3 Caucasian Stewardesses. I was particularly watching the Asian stewardesses because of the reason for my flight. I had met this girl on line and she lived in La. Several months ago, we started our online dating, but we both agreed that if we met someone else...

3 years ago
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Flying with an Angel

I was watching the world go by, 41,000 feet below me, when I heard and felt a loud mechanical thump followed by teeth-shaking vibrations coursing through the plane. I've been flying for over forty years and never felt or heard anything like it before. A horrible metal on metal shriek was coming from the engine right outside my window. My first thought was, 'If those turbine blades come off that thing, they'll rip through the aluminum side of this jet and turn me into hamburger.' I...

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Flying High

Flying HighI walked down the ramp at Heathrow, back onto the flight for Sydney. Another long flight, no doubt dull and boring. It was going to be cramped too. My company’s new policy of Business Class only for VPs flights was taking hold. Nevertheless with my high number of frequent flyer points and status, I had scored a window seat at the back with a spare seat beside me. Only three seats in the row, so I might get some peace and privacy.I got onto the plane and was shown my seat. The...

2 years ago
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Butterfly Love A Halloween Story

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

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Copyright

How to detect copyright violations[edit]Often, people upload images, particularly photographs, that do not abide by our licensing requirements. This is done sometimes in good faith, sometimes in bad faith. So here a brief how-to for detecting many copyvios with a high probability. It is not possible for us to detect all copyright violations. However, we can detect a great number of them by simply having a look around, especially in Special:Newimages, and watching for tell-tale signs. Here is a...

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Flying The Friendly Skies

I was beat. The plane had been delayed, the luggage lost and the boarding passengers rude and hoity. The trip was suppose to be a time for getting away, for forgetting about my present life for a little while and fly head first into a week of relaxation, fun and adventure.I had never left the k**s and husband for longer than a weekend. I told my husband that one day, when the k**s were up there in age, I would be the one leaving for awhile and would be pampering myself because nobody else...

2 years ago
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Wright

"Dania," I said, "I am Philip, one of the tests your sisters have set to see if you have the skills of a mistress O-wright." "Welcome, Philip," she replied. "I am pleased to serve you." The members of the Guild always say that they are pleased, but Dania looked as though she meant it. I've had apprentices who did not really seem very pleased, but -- of course -- Dania was already an experienced journey-woman. Her fellow members considered that she might well become a mistress. She...

4 years ago
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Butterfly Wings

BUTTERFLY WINGS By Tcheena3 CHAPTER ONE ?- Metamorphosis, Wings Begin to Flutter They say that the sweep of a butterfly?s wings in the Amazon rainforest can cause a hurricane on the other side of the world.Sounds great, but it?s a ridiculous premise, really, when you get right down to it. Oh, yes, I?m sure we all understand cause and effect. But to suggest that such a small action could spiral into such a huge reaction in such a comparatively short distance seems absurd.At least, that?s...

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Flying

The distant cloud tops glow pink, orange, and dusky red under the waning moments of a beautiful April sunset. Sunsets are glorious viewed from 35,000 feet. I roll my head back onto the soft, first-class headrest and close my eyes as I replay the meeting in my mind for the 10th time. “Marci, of the seven firms we interviewed, your presentation was, without doubt, the most outstanding,” the Division President smiled when he had spoken. “My colleagues and I are really pleased to tell you that you...

2 years ago
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Butterfly Ch 02

A week passed reasonably uneventfully, catching up with family and the usual things that happen when on overseas holidays. My mind never strayed far from the previous weekend, when the amazing young woman with her butterfly belt did incredible things to my mind. The day of the wedding arrives and I am tingling as I get myself ready. I take extra care getting myself sorted, pulling up my long white socks, ensuring my red flashes are just right, fixing my cuff links, just so, my large belt...

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Butterfly Time

Butterfly Time By Cassandra Morgan Pink. The first thing I thought when I saw him was not that my best friend was wearing a dress. It was not that he had on high heels. It was not his cherry red lipstick. All of those images would flood over me in the next few milli-seconds, but not yet. I was on sensory overload, and all I could do was think Pink. Cotton candy pink. Pretty underwear pink. Ceiling insulation pink. Pink elephants' pink. Vagina pink. Pink. Saturday night....

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Firefly the Trigger

After the bar fight in the BDM (Big Damn Movie. i.e. "Serenity"), Mal tells Simon "You had a gorram time bomb living with us! Who we gonna find in there when she wakes up? The girl? Or the weapon?" Well, what if the doctors at the lab had inserted more than one trigger in River, each designed to ser off a different program? And if one was an empathy program that could, as always happens, pop into existence at the wrong time. A spaceship in flight is never completely quiet. No matter how...

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Stage Fright

Stage Fright Jim taught Drama at the local Junior College. Every semester he would identify one aspiring actress for special attention. It was never difficult to identify the likely candidate, usually there were several to choose from. You know the type: Shy, plain wallflowers wearing comfortable shoes,unremarkable skirts and blouses covered by a dull cardigan sweater. She always carries her books clutched close to her chest and is always insanely interested in what is happening at her...

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Flying

?I'm flying?"Wheeeeee? The world spun, upturned faces gasped as I swept over them, the feeling of freedom intoxicating, as I swooped over their heads.Yet how was I free, swinging by my arms and legs on a short rope from a chandelier fitting on ballroom ceiling raised by a winch on the gallery, from my launch from the gallery rail with my unsupported breasts hanging down, my clothes pin tortured nipples the closest point to the ground as she whispered instructions and he gently lowered me.The...

2 years ago
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Flying Fuckers Pt 1

Flying fuckers pt 1 As you all know promotions in the paki air force are based on a pilot’s performance both in the air and on the bed! Often this involves not only him but his entire family chipping in to help with his promotion. This story involves the family of Wing Commander Sohail Khan helping with his promotion by helping his reporting officer Group Captain Shaukat Ali help himself. Sohail Khan is a dashing officer in the flying wing of the Pak air force, Shehnaz his wife is a beautiful...

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