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Starstruck Ch 07 09

Hi everyone, a big thank you to everyone who has voted and spent the time writing comments. It is much appreciated and gives me the enthusiasm to continue writing. I hope you enjoy my newest installment. Would love to hear your thoughts on it. Happy reading. Once again, all characters are eighteen or over. Chapter 7 Sam was sitting in her favourite spot, under the oak tree by the lake. It was a beautiful spot and Sam liked to go swimming here. She didn’t feel much like swimming today though....

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The Gathering Shadows

The crossing was rough. The Minch can get turbulent, and the ferry was an hour and a half late reaching Stornoway. We were all right, safe on the MacBrayne ferry, but I wondered about the yacht we saw briefly as we overtook it, disappearing completely into the troughs at times. Distinctive, with its junk rig, reefed right down. Mrs McLeod was waiting for us, and I blessed again the serendipity of telling my workmate where we were going. ‘Oh aye, an’ my mother lives in Stornoway. I’ll tell her...

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Changeday Five Years

CHANGEDAY: FIVE YEARS by BobH (c) 2009 Changeday was upon us again, four Mondays after the last one, and just like on every other Changeday there was a palpable tension in the air. It was 6.50pm - ten minutes to go, ten minutes before we switched from the alpha phase to the beta. "Daddy, I don't want Bryan wearing my yellow dress!" said Sophie my six year-old daughter. "Daddy bought it for both of us!" protested her twin brother. "It's not just for you!" "He's right,...

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The Eternity Ring

****Please Read This First****Let's get this clear. There is no, repeat no, BDSM or any sort in this story. Nor, for that matter, is there more than a smattering of sex in it. Certainly no more than in the average chick lit, nowadays. At it's heart it's a Butch/Femme lesbian love story but, that's it, nothing more. So,if you're looking for hot girl-on-girl action with lots on n/c D/s play, sorry, not this time.So, having said all that, why am I posting it at the BDSM Library when it's not a...

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Jock McLeish turns LesbIan

A man neatly dressed in dinner jacket, white open neck shirt and a neat black kilt walked in. “Wee Jock McLeish as I live and breathe,” Andy Cameron suddenly announced as he looked up from his whiskey, “Whit ye daein here in Glasgie, and in a kult?” Jock swiftly replied “Ah Andy man, uts nae a kult uts a skirt, uts nae tartan see.” “Eh?” Andy queried, he turned to the girl he was drinking with. “Eh Morag, Wee Jock here is wearin a skirt.” “Its a Kilt you twat,” Morag explained. “No...

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Jock McLeish becomes a trans woman

A man neatly dressed in dinner jacket, white open neck shirt and a neat black kilt walked in. “Wee Jock McLeish as I live and breathe,” Andy Cameron suddenly announced as he looked up from his whiskey, “Whit ye daein here in Glasgie, and in a kult?” Jock swiftly replied “Ah Andy man, uts nae a kult uts a skirt, uts nae tartan see.” “Eh?” Andy queried, he turned to the girl he was drinking with. “Eh Morag, Wee Jock here is wearin a skirt.” “Its a Kilt you twat,” Morag explained. “No...

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Exchange ThugChapter 2

As they moved around Nathan and Radna winked at each other watching the young naive girl as she bent to pick up the empties, watching how her skirt road up showing the back of her shapely thighs. They moved her towards the sofa, Radna picked up a spiff and lit it, Rebecca looked horrified, "Mummy doesn't allow smoking," Radna laughed, "Come on sit down, here between me and Nathan and let me show you this is not a real cigarette." The two youths sat, leaving room in the middle, "Come on...

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The Second Year and After Chapter 49

When I got back up to the flat, I discovered that our petite Welsh flatmate was on her own; Sian and Malcolm were still off walking somewhere, taking advantage of the long Bank Holiday weekend and the fine May weather. She joined me in the kitchen as soon as I put the kettle on, seeming very pleased to have some company again. “Vee, Julie’s staying in Reading and coming back tomorrow – could you please take notes for her in the ten o’clock lecture?” “No problem, Jon!” “Thanks!” She...

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The Second Year and After Chapter 57

I was woken at about half past three in the morning by the early midsummer pre-dawn light coming through the windows; in our haste to get cuddled up for the night, we had forgotten to draw the bedroom curtains. I tried to move my head slightly so that my eyelids didn't let through quite so much glare, in the hope of getting back to sleep for a while. My stirring unfortunately woke Sheila, who rolled over and opened her eyes, staring at me for a moment as her brain caught up with being...

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The Second Year and After Chapter 63

I had thought that a lot of other students would be heading for home as soon as term finished, but our early afternoon train from Cardiff Central wasn't very busy at all; people going away for the weekend tended to travel on the Friday and Sunday evenings, it was the wrong time of year for football fans going to away matches, and so we easily found a couple of adjoining seats on the Intercity 125 headed for Paddington. I even managed to stash our bags in the small luggage area next to the...

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The Second Year and After Chapter 64

As we were all sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast that Sunday morning, Dad offered to drive us over to the factory. "Mr Johnston said that he'd be there all day catching up on his paperwork, and he'll show you over the caravan if you like." "Thanks, Dad, that'd be really useful. You sure you don't mind coming?" "Not at all; you know that your mother will want to see it all for herself anyway!" Dad had a point. We all knew that Mum would worry about the welfare of her chicks...

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The Second Year and After Chapter 87

The journey home from Bristol went without any problems at all; for once everything was on time. It probably helped that we were travelling after the Monday morning rush hour was over, although the carriages were quite full of people like us who hadn’t needed to get to their destination first thing. The twins hummed and hawed about whether to buy return tickets or not, and in the end decided that they probably ought to go back to their parents before the start of the next term, and it wasn’t...

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The Second Year and After Chapter 94

We had a late breakfast at a small café on the way to the station, and left Bristol just before lunchtime on Tuesday, having another pretty good journey home, with only a few minutes wait for the connection at New Street. The countryside that had been so green and lush a fortnight earlier now appeared dry and thirsty; the wheat and barley were ripening well and it looked as if harvesting would be early this year, but the pastures and grass verges were definitely beginning to go brown from...

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The Second Year and After Chapter 99

Mum and Dad had asked Jen and I to both come home for Remembrance Sunday, 9th November, because our grandparents wanted to go to the parade and church service in town, and hoped that we would join them. Naturally we were very willing to do something that meant so much to them; Grandpa Shaw had never missed Armistice Sunday since it was first started in 1919; he had been at the War Memorial Dedication Service on 7th June 1922, and Grandma still had the programme from that day. There are 237...

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Futanari Ghouls in Tokyo

Kaneki Ken sat at a table in one of his favorite coffee shops in all of Tokyo, a small place by the name of Anteiku. A barely touched cup of coffee laid on the table in front of him. It wasn't unusual for Kaneki to ignore his coffee, but it was usually a book that distracted him from his drink. He had a book with him, as he always did, but today, and for the past several days if he was being honest with himself, it was a girl who distracted him. Or a woman, rather. She was far too well...

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