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Maggie ran her hand over Kappy's sleek coat as she quietly watched Ken Wilson drive her toward her husband's office. She decided that she liked the way his long, chestnut hair hung down over the jacket collar of the uniform she insisted he wear. He was a handsome-homely boy, intriguing in the expression of his discerning eyes and wide, honest mouth. She knew that she was going to possess him one way or another, but in her mind she hoped it was going to be her own, the ageless way...

Ken sat confidently manipulating the controls of the luxurious vehicle, the anger he had felt when he left Jean quite diminished, his faith in their future warmly inspired by the morning sun and the fact of the limousine he drove, the latter warranting a multitude of eager eyes that somehow made him feel important.

"Park, Darling," his mistress ordered and he did, standing nearby the auto until she returned a few minutes later.

"Where to, Mrs. Keele?" he asked in his very best modulated voice.

"The Home, Darling. We have things to do there, too," she answered warmly, the tone of her voice setting tingles along his spine.

"Yes ma'm," he managed, forcing himself to ignore the seductiveness in her words, concentrating on the streets ahead of him... and then he was there, parked in her private slot out of view of the main house, and she said:

"I'd like for you to come up with me, Wilson. I have things for you to do for me."

"Yes ma'm," he replied awkwardly. "Yes ma'm..."

He followed obediently behind her through the bleak, gray corridors of the institution, aware of glancing young female inmates' eyes, as well as matrons', appraising him. They entered an elevator that took them to the fourth and top floor; it was then that Ken learned the lift was the only means to the superintendent's office and suite, a luxurious series of rooms that had undoubtedly been designed as living quarters for the Home's top official. An ugly-faced, middle-aged woman in a matron's uniform sat behind a desk in the outer office and greeted the beautiful superintendent with a homely smile.

"Good morning, Mrs. Keele."

"Seybor," the other responded briskly. "I won't want to be disturbed for the next couple of hours... I have some personal matters to attend to."

"Yes, ma'm."

"Kappy, you stay out here with Seybor," Maggie ordered the great dog and immediately he lay down beside the desk. "Come along, Wilson."

Ken heard the thick, heavy door lock behind him as he closed it, noting that there was no knob, only a security key-mechanism from which Mrs. Keele had taken the key, placing it in her purse.

"Well," she sighed, turning to him with a smile. "Home at last." She glanced around the plush living room with seeming content as she spoke. "I always feel so at ease here, Wilson... absolute privacy, security... what better working conditions could a girl ask for? Do you like it?"

"I-It's very nice, Mrs. Keele," Ken replied, surprised at her sudden altering of character, the crispy formalness she had borne all morning falling away like a discarded mantle; yet, not quite certain whether he approved of the unexpected change or not.

"So, make yourself comfortable while I slip into something loose and silky, Dear," she invited, still smiling as she moved gracefully away from him toward an open doorway he surmised to be a bedroom. "I always work better when I'm comfortable, don't you? Take off your jacket and make us a couple of drinks while I change. The bar's right there to your left, and I'll have Scotch and water."

Ken could only stare after her in growing astonishment. Dear... ! Dear... ? Drinks... ? Something loose and silky?"... ? Work better... ? What the hell was going on here, anyway? What kind of work did she have in mind for Christ's sake... ?

Maggie smiled to herself once inside the sensually appointed bedroom that she had redecorated in the wake of her predecessor with ample frills and strategically placed wall mirrors. In one of the latter and out of the corner of her eye, she could see him through the open doorway, still standing as she'd left him, an expression of obvious awe on his ruggedly handsome face. God, but he resembled her Daddy so much it was almost frightening... as well as damned exciting.

"Lots of ice, Darling!" she called out to him without looking directly at his reflection in the mirror, while she wriggled out of her dress and half-slip, knowing that he was gaping at her as she carried on in her black bikini panties and wispy bra... shocked, no doubt, but certainly stimulated too by her unexpected actions... unless he was a hell of a lot less man than she'd watched on their TV the night before.

Along with these thoughts, other, more intricate and ambitious ones, fleeted through her mind enjoiningly. He could be the one... the necessary male assistant she needed to pull off her coup when the time came... though he was young and inexperienced, where Jack Heath, whom she had met not an hour before in Max's office, had the suave maturity, plus the educated mind the maneuvers were going to require... but as handsome and desirable as the young Mr. Heath was, he didn't resemble her Daddy, and the young darling in the next room mixing their drinks, did! Oh well, plenty of time for major decisions. First came the preliminaries, and they were just about to begin...

Ken stood behind the small bar, making their drinks and compulsively glancing through her open doorway, aware suddenly that her enticing near-naked reflection in the bedroom mirror was visible from damned close to every corner of the living room. In fact, if one sat on the davenport across from the bar he would have only to stare at the mirror on the wall beside him and enjoy the same view!

On second thought, he added a bit more Scotch to his own drink. If he ever needed the bracing effect of liquor, it was at that crazy moment! What the hell was she trying to pull, anyway... ?

"There! Now, I feel more like myself," Maggie said, floating into the room with statuesque elegance and wearing a peach- colored, diaphanous, floor-length negligee that did absolutely nothing to hide the visibly delightful contours of her ivory- skinned body, the black wispy panties and bra adding a provocative note of sensual mystery to the apparition. "Drinks ready, Ken dear?"

He swallowed tightly, watching her glide to the davenport and fold down into one corner of it, her small feet drawn up beneath her. N-Now it was Ken dear! Goddamn! He had to put this beautiful siren straight, before things went any further... and there was no longer any doubt in his mind what she had clicking in that brain of hers... only this time she'd picked the wrong guy! He wasn't only a married man, but he loved his young wife Jeannie... !

"Well, Darling... ?" she prodded, ever smiling beautifully. "That is an odd look you're suddenly wearing. Do I shock you... or just stimulate you... ?"

Ken felt his face flushing, aware suddenly that his cock was half-hard inside his pants, adding to his reasons for standing there behind the bar and hiding it. He held both glasses in his hands, but simply stood there staring at her, trying to think of what to say that could possibly end this incredible situation.

Her little laugh surprised him... frightened him, too, as he watched her move up off the davenport toward him, calmly taking the drinks from his hands, setting them on the bar, and drawing him around from behind it. She eased close to him then, her whole ravishing length of hot female body pressing tightly and hotly to him, her erect, pointed breasts flattening against his lower chest as her arms snaked around his neck and pelvis ground snugly into his.

Startled, Ken could neither breathe nor speak. Automatically, his hands closed on the velvety soft, jellied flesh at the small of her back, feeling the muscles ripple lightly beneath as a little tremor passed over her and her warm, moist lips planted themselves openly upon his own.

Eventually, she said: "How does that strike you for a beginning?"

Ken raised his head, half-sighing, half-gasping in confusion, but still holding her. "I-I... damn, Mrs. Keele... I-I don't know what you're trying to do... but-but you've got the wrong guy... !" he stammered awkwardly, feeling his hardening cock stirring responsively to the barely perceptive undulating motion of her pelvis and full, rounded thighs.

She tittered lightly, then kissed him on the nose before backing out of his arms. "Really, Ken dear, I wasn't of the opinion that you have much of a bargaining point in the matter," she said with cold matter-of-factness, picking up her drink and walking toward the davenport once more while he gaped after her, his flustered brain rapidly becoming intoxicated on the lithe suppleness of her sensuous body, enhanced by her aristocratic walk in the inch or so of sandaled heels. He could feel his cock straining into a state of unwanted, embarrassing rigidity, and when she looked back over her shoulder he saw that her dark, glittering eyes locked on it in amused delight. "Problems, darling?" she taunted.

Ken sensed his face flushing again. He cleared his throat and tried: "Look, Mrs. Keele... let's get some things straight..."

"Call me Maggie, please dear, when we're alone like this," she said, tilting her beautiful head cutely as she folded down onto the davenport once more, "and bring your drink here with me. Then, we'll clear up everything, oh?"

He did, sampling the potent measure he'd poured himself before dropping into a chair across and away from her, his brain racing chaotically. "M-Mrs. Keele..." he started.

"Maggie," she corrected.

"All right, then Maggie... you know I'm married... and I love my wife!" he managed, sounding very much to himself like a pleading child.

"That's noble of you, Ken darling," she replied sweetly. "Though I believe that's the expected thing... to love one's chosen mate, isn't it?"

"C-Christ almighty!" Ken blurted uncontrollably. "I-I just don't get it, Mrs... Maggie..."

"Then I'll make it quite simple for you, Darling," she said in that same cold matter-of-fact tone of before. "You appeal to me... I want you... and I'll have you."

Goddamn! She didn't pull any punches, he reasoned stupidly. "And if I don't cooperate... ?"

She broke into a slow smile. "But you will, Darling," she informed, watching him with level eyes as she raised her glass to her lips. Then: "You've already told me that you love your sweet little wife... and I'm sure you're constantly thinking of her welfare... aren't you, Lover?"

She couldn't have made it more plain had she spelled it out for him, Ken realized, his guts knotting hollowly at her veiled, if obvious, threat. It was all crazy... and the absolute insane part was that she was anything but hard to take! Christ, she was breathtaking... and here she was trying to coerce him into... into fucking her! What the hell else?

"I do shock you, don't I, Darling," she said rather than asked. "And you're wondering about my husband, too... but don't. We have a rare understanding that permits these little affairs... though I don't like having to force you this way; but sometimes a woman... a sensuous woman like myself, does have to resort to desperate measures to get what, or whom she wants."

She arose spontaneously and came over to melt down onto his lap, her arm slipping around his neck, her thigh and hip pressuring down meaningfully onto his still half-erect cock. "So, let's resign ourselves to the circumstances, shall we, Lover? Who knows, they might even turn out to be to your advantage."

Ken could hardly do much else, he thought wildly, the way she was intentionally squirming down onto his hardening penis, the weight and pressure of her softly rounded curves inescapably increasing his excitement at an alarming rate! Unwittingly, he had set his drink on the table beside him and suddenly realized that his hand had moved inside her nylon gown at the waist to caress the smooth, satin-like skin, and was slowly stroking upward over her trembling nakedness toward her breasts.

"Hmmmmm," she cooed responsively to his touch. "Ooohhh... God, that's better, Lover," she hissed, straightening up and reaching behind her to unhook her bra through the flimsy material of the negligee, then sensuously slipping both garments off before laying warmly back against him. "There... that's even more comfy..."

"Goddamn!" Ken gasped as the large, full mounds of creamy flesh burst into view, their ripe ruby nipples pointing upward at him and swelling into palpitating hardness before his eyes. Oh, Christ, what the hell was he doing? My God, Jean... his wonderful wife Jeannie... but to think of her while lying here with a naked woman beside him seemed almost sacrilegious... !

He forced her out of his mind and clutched one breast excitedly in his hand, the feel of its soft, warm resilience causing his cock to jerk uncontrollably as she writhed erotically against it, and there went his last token of resistance. Whatever the hell was to come, let it! He had to fuck this wildly sensuous woman! With his other hand, he drew her head down to him and glued his mouth to hers, thrusting his tongue between her smooth, moist lips beyond the barrier of her white, even teeth and into the warm wet cavern of her mouth.

She accepted it with a caress from her own, a hot and liquid caress; then she began to nibble and suck erotically! He felt her lush body quivering to his kneading and massaging of her breast and she whimpered, forcing her tiny tongue into his mouth as she pressed the fleshily trembling mound against his manipulating hand. Abruptly, she was on her feet and pulling him up.

"Bring your drink!" she ordered hissingly. "I want you to do it to me now... right now!"

Ken's brain reeled as she led him half-stumbling toward the bedroom, her firm full breasts dancing and swaying with the effort. Then, without further preliminaries, the older woman let free of his hand to roll her tiny nylon panties down off her smoothly rounded hips to the floor, pouncing onto the oval bed and rolling onto her back in a lewd spread-eagle position to smile wantonly and teasingly up at him.

"Now!" she exclaimed. "Undress for me, you daddy-like darling! I want to watch you!"

Ken could still hardly believe what was taking place. It had all happened too fast and compellingly for him to comprehend, though in the maze of lust-building excitement he'd satisfied himself that somehow he was protecting his darling, Jean... and that whatever this severely beautiful woman forced him to do he would do it for his delectable wife.

Hungrily, he drank in her naked curves, unaware of her one hand raising to the secreted button behind the headboard that set the intricate video tape into motion; he was too busy watching her salacious writhing movements that were sending ripples of hot desire charging through him... obscene actions as she lay stretched out in anticipation before him. He'd already discovered the breathtaking firmness of her high-set, jutting breasts and now he was staring at the provocative arch of her ivory-pure hips that led downward to long, fully rounded, tapering thighs. Between them, spread invitingly, he could see clearly through the raven- black pubic curls covering her loins... see the delicate pink lips of her vaginal slit, her excitement obvious in the first tiny drops of dewy moisture glistening there!

"Damn... ! he gasped. "You're a beautiful woman!" He still held his drink and was staring down at her, and after he spoke, saw the effect of his words as she made a little mewling sound, her hips undulating as if of their own volition, her sparkling dark eyes seeming to glaze slightly.

"Now!" she choked. "Please hurry, Daddy... I need you!" she insisted.

Ken began pulling at his clothing as she watched, refusing to let his young wife re-enter his mind, removing everything, even his shoes and socks, before dropping his shorts that were trying desperately to contain the now rock-hardened bulge of his cock. He saw her raise up on elbow, her eyes fixed upon his loins when he made the unveiling.

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Rick looked at me with desire in his eyes and moaned, “Mom your lips are so juicy and hot.” And in a swift move put his lips on mine and started feeding on them. Such was the intensity that a short gasp emitted from my mouth. But got submerged in his soft groans of pleasure. I also found myself gorging on his mouth. Within a few seconds lost total control immersing ourselves in the most passionate kiss of our lives. I felt his penis growing hard and long and banter upon my thigh. It must have...

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Sonali Er Narom Sona

He iss readers, I am back after long time. Here I will tell u how I seduce my uncles sexy maid, sonali. I am from kolkata and I will tell the story in bengali. If anyone want to know, may write to me Sonali, bachor ponero solo er halka gom ronger meyetar sorir chilo khub akorsoniyo. Amar kakimar bari kaaj korto. Sbsamoy bra panty er sathe porto ekta paatla naity. Naity er arale or panty er rong majhe majhe bojha jeto, ar besirbhag samoyei or bra er fite beriye thakto. Ami takhon college e...

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The Chronicles Of Sonali 8211 Part 8 Son8217s Dick In Sonali8217s Pussy

Joy emerged from his room with an envelope in hand and entered my bedroom and came out with a smile of relief on his visage. “Ma, it was a great relief to write all my feeling for that unique lady. Read it with patience and tell me what you feel. You might get angry but all I have been is bluntly honest. Whatever will be your next step, I’ll accept it gladly.” “Why do you think I might get angry?” “Well, it’s not the matter mother and son usually talk about.” “I told you, dear, I won’t get...

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The Chronicles Of Sonali 8211 Part 2 Horny For Her Son

Vineeta took a large sip of the champagne and started her narrative. Vineeta’s Story It was morning when I bathed my son and gave him a handjob. Now as I was preparing his favorite chicken biryani. I started replaying the whole scene in my mind. The only thing that was recurrently playing was his hard, erect penis and the thick ropes of sperm that hit the bathroom wall. Any trace of guilt had evaporated from my mind and I was feeling horny. But I decided I won’t make any first move and let...

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Simpsons Father and Son Camp Bonding

As Bart loaded his bag, in the car, he couldn’t help but complain again. He didn’t want to be up so early, didn’t want to go camping and certainly didn’t want to go there alone with his father for a whole day and night. He couldn’t blame Homer however. It wasn’t his idea after all, it was his mom’s. “Please Bart, do it for me,” she had said with her pleading eyes, the ones which no son could resist but agree to. Homer had complained as well and Marge had dealt with him...

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Eric Olafson Neo Viking Vol 1Chapter 2 Ragnarsson Rock

5009, OTT The days after her death were like a haze. I woke in the Union Clinic. It was the first time I could remember being away from the Burg. When I first regained consciousness I was floating in some kind of gooey liquid, whatever I tried I could not move and through the liquid I could see people moving. I was certain one of the shapes was father. When I woke again, I was no longer in the liquid but in the same room. All was gleaming white and clean. A man with a broad smile greeted...

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Sonyas Siren Song Part 2 Educating Sonya

This story continues on directly from my first story, Sonya’s Siren Song. In the morning, I opened my eyes, and there was Sonya, in the bed beside me, still fast asleep. I realised that whatever happened last night had really happened, and there was no going back. I wasn’t sure what would happen when she awoke, but just in case, I quietly slipped out of the side of my bed, and put my pyjama pants back on. I looked down at the still-sleeping Sonya, lying with her back to me, and I remembered...

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Teaching Lesson To Sonali

Hi friends this is Deepthi again… this is my second story in ISS… Thanks to all of you for a Very good Response from u all… To the new one’s my 1st Story was First Lesbian Experience With Hostel Warden… No continuations for both are different stories…Coming to the story….. Life is going normal in the hostel and suddenly comes the Sonali Mam she was the only strict faculty in whole college she joined in the hostel suddenly and for my surprise she was my roommate too… My normal life was totally...

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Eric Olafson Neo Viking Vol 1Chapter 7 Erik Ragnarsson returns to Nilfeheim

The weeks to summer break went by faster than I liked. Mr. Walters came into class this morning and said after we greeted him. “Tomorrow will be your last day of school and you have three month to prepare for the next year. Everyone in class will advance. While your grades and results have much room for improvement, they are satisfactory. Today I want to ask if you know why we keep time the way we do?” He pointed his finger at Yngve.” You will not speak.” Since Mr. Walters gave positive...

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Two Moms Two Sons 16 Gia Accepts Sandra And Petes MotherSon Love

POV Sandra"So, tell me what you think? You'd love to be a grandma, wouldn't you?" she asked, as we walked down the hallway. "Yes, London, but are we ready for that now?" "Maybe, maybe not, but we just have to get them on board, with getting with another woman first, remember? They didn't even want to ask out Keisha and Gia, even though we encouraged them to do it," she mentioned it before we made it to the door, and she took my hands in hers. "Let's hang out with our sons, fuck the...

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Aajker Sondhe Shudhu Dipika R Songe

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The Chronicles Of Sonali 8211 Part 17 Mommy Son Roleplay

Sometimes it happens in life that one plans a lot to achieve their dreams, and that achievement is brought about by sheer fate. That’s what happened with my experience of mommy son roleplay. On weekdays, right after the departure of my husband, my son would waste no time to fuck my brains out. The fact that the nights were booked for his dad had increased the intensity with which he fucked me. Similarly, my hunger to have his cock plunge inside my cunt, mouth, and ass had also increased many...

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The Chronicles Of Sonali 8211 Part 16 Satisfying Her Husband And Son

My hubby’s eyes opened wide when I opened the door for him. “Wow, Soni, you look stunning.” He spoke and hugged me tight on the door itself. “I missed you a lot.” It felt good to feel the eagerness in his body. I knew he would love to have a quick fuck with me. “Where is my son? I have got a real good racquet for him.” “He has gone for practice, will be back after a couple of hours.” “Oh yeah – then we can use these hours.” He smiled with a lusty look in his eyes. “Of course, darling, but do...

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Andersonville 23 A Twinkle in her Fathers Eyes

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The Chronicles Of Sonali 8211 Part 22 Mom Dad And Son

After downing my son’s reservoir of cum in the sex between mom, dad, and son, I firmly closed my mouth. I gulped hard to give the same treatment to possible minuscule cum residuals concealed in the inner corners of my mouth. I flashed a gratified smile to both, as my son watched The expression of disbelief mixed with awe, admiration, and raw lust on the faces of both pleased me to a large extent. Suvendu commented, “Soni, that was incredible.” Joy agreed, “Mom, you must be the first woman in...

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Andersonville 5 The Guilty Soul

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Andersonville 2 Judgeless

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Andersonville 1 Home Sweet Home

Andersonville 1 - Home Sweet Home! by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to Susan M. Bidwell - a young lady who died before her time. Andersonville is based on the story "The life and death of Al Parker". Reading the story is recommend to understand some of the discussion in the follow series. Fade in... Dennis Butz worked on some last minute paperwork with a certain relief. In a few hours his dream would become a reality and then the real work would begin. He heard...

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Andersonville 6 Friendship Lines

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Andersonville 7 Soul Mates

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Andersonville 25 Dr Jensen I presume part II

I stood there in my black dress watching them slowly lower the casket into the ground. Standing next to me was my mother, who was weeping softly. Next to her was my sister Jennifer, and she seemed the saddest of us all. Perhaps she was remembering her own mother and father's funeral who had both died when she was just a young girl. On the other side of the casket I could see Crius standing next to Dennis with an impatient frown. He seemed so out of place, and the expression on...

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Andersonville 3 The Price of Revenge

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Andersonville 8 The return of Tom McClain

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Andersonville 10 Boy trouble

"Come on out, Linda," Judge Herns told me. "I don't want to," was my reply back to her. "I look ridiculous!" "It can't be that bad," I heard Dr. Green say. "Yes it can," I responded through the closed door. "Why do I have to do this?" "Because it's part of your agreement for having me change you back into Linda," Judge Herns replied a little sternly. "Now come out here so we can see how you look." I reluctantly opened the door and stepped out wearing the ridiculous outfit...

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Sonya Siren Song

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Andersonville 9 Never cry wolf

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Andersonville 22 The Awakening

Mike Stoner sat and watched as his boss read the report. Dennis Butz scanned through each page carefully, taking extra time to check out the psychological profile Mike had prepared. Satisfied with what he saw, Dennis placed the report down next to him. "Very thorough," he stated. "Thank you," Mike smiled. Dennis Butz was a good man to work for. "I think she is a very good choice for who you have in mind." Dennis nodded. "When can you move her?" "Tomorrow morning. I...

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Andersonville 27 What if

It was way too early for someone to be calling. Somewhere in the darkness of my room I could hear my cell phone ringing. Looking at the clock on my dresser I cursed - it was 3:30 in the morning. Moving my hand in the direction of the annoying sound, I found the phone and turned it on. "Hello," I said in a curt fashion. I wanted the person to know I wasn't happy about this early morning wake up call. "Good morning, Linda," Dennis Butz replied crisply. "I'm sorry to call you at...

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Andersonville 11 The God Slayer

There we were, two girls having lunch on a cool, April day - only that wasn't the case at all. Neither of us was who we really once were and only one of us was a girl. At least that's what I kept telling myself. As I began my second year as a citizen of Andersonville, there were times I regretted my decision to be turned back into Linda Anderson. It wasn't that I hated my life; I just didn't feel natural living as a woman. In all fairness, I most likely would have felt as...

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