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Oh just try it on, don’t act so…stereotypical.”I started to protest again, I mean I was not trying to be a jerk, but I did not feel like serving as Leena’s dress dummy all afternoon. I felt uncomfortable enough around her and her clothes. The way she dressed made me crazy and I knew she would tease me all afternoon if I let her. It was my own fault really, I approached her at her last ‘fashion show’ and offered to take some pictures. I really did like her designs, but mostly because of my...

A Soft Surprise

It was a cold wintry day in Chicago, and I had a job interview. As I started out to the interview, it started snowing. I was waiting in the waiting area and was called in to meet my future boss, but the interview didn't pan out that well, so she asked me to wait in the waiting area again. As I was walking there, I saw this black girl with the softest angora sweater. It was beautiful. I looked at her right in the eyes. I got to the waiting area, and she walked out walking past me. We locked...

Sweater Tit Dick Rub Another of my wife s college adventures

My wife has several items of clothing she says have a “history.” One of these items is a short sleeve blue angora sweater she has had since she was a sophomore in college. She wore that blue angora sweater the night of this story.My wife looks great in a tight sweater, especially when she’s not wearing a bra. She knows it’s a turn on for a guy to see her tits push out against her sweater and watch her boobs bounce and jiggle when she walks.She told me it aroused her to feel her soft angora...

Honkytonk HeroChapter 19

Tommy showed up for work at seven-thirty on the Monday morning after his vacation, refreshed and relaxed, even though he’d only slept for four hours. His vacation had been great, but he was glad to be home. He was the first one in that morning, so he unlocked the side door to the warehouse and he and Rex slipped inside. Tommy heaved a satisfied sigh as surveyed his realm, noting with pleasure that it was almost as neat and orderly as when he’d left. He went to his locker, shed his jacket...

Wrecker

CAT (ghostgirl) It had been a long week, but midterms were a fading memory and the last minutes of her Friday evening shift at her uncle's tow yard and garage were ticking by, slowly. She saved the accounting spreadsheet and shut down the computer, then laced her fingers and stretched her arms up and back over her deep copper ponytail, arching her back as her cropped t-shirt slid up over creamy skin, high enough to confirm her disdain for bras.The ancient rolling office chair creaked and...

Mistress of the Wardrobe 9

My Talk With Mr. Blake "Mr. Blake, I hope that you are well and I can count on you as being a friend of mine which I dearly cherish." "Aye M'liddy Allizen, Aye, be yur fren." "Well as a friend of mine you would be concerned if anyone harmed me or threatened me is that not correct?" "Aye Allizen, who be tren-ten ya?" "Well just between you and I Mr. Blake..," I paused and looked around again more for effect, but also to see if there was anyone close enough to hear. "The...

Winter Holiday

WINTER HOLIDAY By Annie James Pamela's phone call came at four-fifteen on a Friday afternoon. George had already begun to tidy his desk in preparation for leaving the office. "How would you like to have a paid vacation for the coming week?" she asked. "Sounds wonderful, but I don't think my boss would approve. I have a report due next week." "Would you agree if I fixed it with your boss?" "I might. What is this all about, anyway?" "Have you ever ridden on a...

Michael

Michael By Stephanie Ann Chavez Michael Warren met Stephanie in a college singing group and immediately found her extremely attractive. With long wavy chestnut hair, she was fair skinned with just a sprinkle of sun kissed freckles across her cheeks. She had a knockout figure with breasts that were neither too small nor too large. In high heels she stood slightly taller than his 5'5" stature, but he didn't mind that at all. She was attracted to the fact that he was masculine...

Different Worlds

Although they came from the same planet, lived in the same town, and were both Seniors in the same high school, they were from different worlds. Clarissa was a brain. Smart as a whip, turned on by anything scientific or informational. Her favorite activity was learning, and her mind was constantly analyzing her world and how she was living in it. Her grades were good, but not perfect, because she operated above the concept that she needed to prove her intellect to other people, especially a...

Sweater Tit Dick Rub Another of my wife s college adventures

My wife has several items of clothing she says have a “history.” One of these items is a short sleeve blue angora sweater she has had since she was a sophomore in college. She wore that blue angora sweater the night of this story. My wife looks great in a tight sweater, especially when she’s not wearing a bra. She knows it’s a turn on for a guy to see her tits push out against her sweater and watch her boobs bounce and jiggle when she walks. She told me it aroused her to feel her soft angora...

His Wife

Thank you all for the feedback. This is another story I wrote quite a while ago. Comments are welcome. Melissa His Wife I was living in a three-bedroom apartment and my roommates were a married couple. Bill was a nice guy and did what he could to make ends meet and his wife Jennifer; well she wasn't the best woman for him or anyone for that matter. She played around and he knew it but just couldn't catch her at it. Needless to say the whole arrangement had its ups...

Life with a Princess

LIFE WITH A PRINCESS By Bea I couldn't believe it. I hadn't even untied the strings of my apron, was actually in the act of rinsing my hands under the kitchen tap when Pamela - I mean 'Princess' - came wandering in. She looked around the area, as if inspecting it. Obviously didn't see anything exciting, so smiled gently at me. Held out a bunch of yellow silken material. "Missy?" she said, "there's a few buttons need tightening up on this blouse. Think you could take care of...

Dream

It was a brilliant Plan! It was a brilliantly conceived Plan to manipulate my young and na?ve Bride in the most devious yet subtle manner! But, in order for the Plan to succeed, Sally had to be convinced it was all HER idea! All I had to do to put my Plan into action was tell her about the 'Dream' I had last night! This was gonna be a cinch! Right? Dream By: Simonne Danielle © 2008 All rights reserved "It's just so bizarre, Theresa! At first I thought I hadn't heard h...

Different Worlds

Although they came from the same planet, lived in the same town, and were both Seniors in the same high school, they were from different worlds. Clarissa was a brain. Smart as a whip, turned on by anything scientific or informational. Her favorite activity was learning, and her mind was constantly analyzing her world and how she was living in it. Her grades were good, but not perfect, because she operated above the concept that she needed to prove her intellect to other people, especially a...

After the Energists Rebooted Teen YearsChapter 9 All Night Long

Medway High School 2:15pm, Thursday, February 15, 1979 In geography, Mr. St. George said we were able to use today’s class period to start researching our class assignment on various Australian issues. I saw Liz Morkings and her partner, Ellie McIlharty digging through an Australian Anthology book for examples of Aussie folklore. Samantha was on her own like me, as her partner Joanne Gramm was with Lynette playing volleyball. I found out her topic was Aussie industries and national...

Spreading Seeds Chapter 7

Chapter 7 - Able and Amelia I awoke in the morning in warm sunshine. Audrey was in my arms. I kissed her before slipping away and thought I’d made a clean get away when Audrey said, “Don’t go.” “I have to,” I said. I really did. I had to pee so badly. She got up and took my hand and led me to a door and inside was a urinal and a toilet. I didn’t even wait for her to close the door before I started to drain the dragon. She hadn’t left but was peering over my shoulder. I reached for...

The true story of my Asian girlfriend at our gym with a horse cock guy

This is a true story of a girl I have been dating, this beautiful Asian sexy girl, who loves to wear soft fuzzy sweaters for me and play explicit fantasy games. She’s Filipina, dark, busty, and definitely gets attention. One of our more recent episodes involved a fellow member of my gym with a huge cock. I had seen him in the shower and had told her about the size of his enormous tool. I mentioned this in one of my earlier stories. From that point forward, every time she saw him at the...

Services Rendered

I sat in the hotel room and waited. Shortly after the agreed time the door opened, and in walked Mistress leading Hubby by the hand. I stood and bobbed a curtsy.They'd been downstairs having a romantic dinner, she dressed in a dark blouse and skirt, he in smart jacket and trousers. We exchange some pleasantries - yes, room service was good thank you. Dinner in the restaurant was lovely, the wine excellent and the service in the Country Manor as good and attentive as ever. Mistress poured...

Agent TANG saves the Penis from extinction

"Agent TANG and the Island of Lesbos"A rip roaring, bosom heaving thriller with plenty of gratuitous sex: Written, published and distributed by Tim1936 at the cost of ten orgasms per copy. Get your copy from all good De Sade bookshops .Chapter One: Agent TANG gets her assignment.It had been a few months since I had been required to do any work for the TANG spy agency, when I received an urgent email requesting my services as a matter of National importance; So, here I am outside the door of the...

One Night

ONE NIGHT ? by: Melissa L. I was finishing my makeup and my hair when he knocked on my door. I took one last look in the mirror, made sure my wig was straight and tugged on my purple sweater to make sure it was tight around my breast forms. He knocked again, it was an old friend of mine, he knew I was a crossdresser and had seen me dressed before. He had called me earlier and asked if I was busy tonight, he thought we could get a couple of movies and have some drinks and just...

Simon and the Lodger

Simon and the Lodger by: Archibald Young Note: This story is set in the 1960s, when the age of consent for gay sex was 21. In the UK it is now 16, so my story can now be told. I couldn't help it, could I? I couldn't help being sixteen, lithe and slim, with too-long blonde hair, blue-eyed, full-lipped and highly sexed, and bored out of my mind with the prospect of the long summer holiday with just my old mother for company, could I? And it was not my fault that he came to take the...

Faster Bennie Faster

Unlike my last story - "Dream". This concoction is a little darker and a little more graphic! But, like "Dream", it's a love story. Here's the recipe: Take a half-pint of crossdresser in the 1950's, add in a generous heaping tablespoon of his promiscuous girlfriend, then stir to a smooth consistency until they get even with the perverted man in her life. Faster, Bennie! Faster! By: Simonne Danielle © 2008 All rights reserved "Faster, Bennie! Faster! Can't you...

Luna 1 Drafted prt 4

Luna 1: Drafted Chapter 4 Shopping A Whateley Academy tale By Irvine This is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the timeline, characters, and continuity. If you would like background information on the 'cannon' characters, see: http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Table_of_Contents For a copy of the campus map I am using, see: http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130114152730/crystalhall/images/d/ de/Map_v052.jpg Authors note: I mention a...

Gasping Basil

Gasping Basil Gasping Basil 1986 ?But it isn?t fair.? Basil begged his twin sister, Berly, while Enid, the severe younger sister with the punk-rock hairdo smirked. ?I can bathe myself now, no matter what we do in private, Beryl!? Beryl winked at Enid, and Basil wondered if Enid knew that Beryl had tied Basil down and run Vaseline over his cock with her red nails for two hours earlier that afternoon. It had been quite enthralling, though he had been so ashamed to have her remove his...

Monica s dilema

The air was stale in the car, stifling really. Loosening my tie helped a little. I went to roll the window down and immediately heard "Don't roll that down, you'll mess up my hair," as my wife starred at me with a perturbed scowl on her face. This was going to be a fun trip back to our home. What was it that the doctor said? Oh yah, "Unresponsive Crohn's," hence my wife's abominable mood. She has been suffering from chronic diarrhea for the better part of three years now. It doesn't...

Monica s dilema

The air was stale in the car, stifling really. Loosening my tie helped a little. I went to roll the window down and immediately heard "Don't roll that down, you'll mess up my hair," as my wife stared at me with a perturbed scowl on her face. This was going to be a fun trip back to our home. What was it that the doctor said? Oh, yeah, "unresponsive Crohn's," hence my wife's abominable mood. She has been suffering from chronic diarrhea for the better part of three years now. It doesn't...

Job Fair Blow Job

Regina’s first job after she graduated from college was for a health and fitness blog. When she took the job, she was told she would write about two things that interested her, the benefits of exercise and proper diet.She soon learned the job wasn’t exactly what she thought it would be. Although she was writing about health and fitness topics, the real purpose of her position was to direct readers to products sold by the blog’s sponsors. Her blog segment heading said she was offering advice and...

American As

Last winter, during a January marked by both voluntary and involuntary shutdowns of Washington, DC, I went to a large room at 26 Federal Plaza in lower Manhattan to swear allegiance to a government that at the time was having trouble staying open for business. With about fifty other people from a broad swath around the globe, I walked in a citizen of another place and walked out an American. There were several Chinese people like myself in the group, but I was the only Canadian. We all came...

Shutter Buggered

Turning, she studied herself carefully from the waist down. The soft angora ended three inches above the elongated belly button, which, like a beauty mark, highlighted her tight tummy. And below, like a milk-pod hung between her high hip bones, the curve of her belly accentuated the proud rise of her pubis. Pubic hair, glistening like a golden mantle, barely hiding the protruding lips of her swollen sex. Swallowing hard she opened the door and stepped out into the chill of the library....

Honkytonk HeroChapter 20

The rest of the week after Tommy talked to doctor Glickman passed quickly. Tommy was amazed at how quickly time went by when you were happily busy. Tommy was a very busy boy now that he had the goats. He was waking up a half hour earlier now, hopping out of bed at five-thirty to check over his goats and put them out to pasture. The morning inspection was an important part of raising angoras, because of them not being the hardiest of animals. Checking the Angoras for signs of skin problems...

Loneliness

We both lived in this tall Hausmann apartment building in Paris facing a wide street, almost a boulevard, but rather quiet. I moved in only a couple of weeks before I started noticing you, always alone, always focused, always sure of yourself, always beautiful, dressed youthfully.And I, I was rather a recluse. Living alone, ashtrays everywhere on the old furniture, the occasional cognac, the typewriter, the disks on the shelves, rarely leaving my appartment, just for cigarettes, digesting and...

White Trash

The best sissy transformation story I ever read :White TrashBy The ScallywagsI’ve been a cross-dresser since about age thirteen. It’s not something I’mproud of. I’d like to stop, but it’s like a d**g and its sleazy allure soondrags me back from my latest attempt at abstinence. This time, withhorrific consequences.Me? Well I’m a white male, a lot shorter than I’d ideally like at 5′ 6”and weighing in at about 145 pounds. I’ve never been one for sports andhave always steered well clear of v******e...

Mom Under The Mistletoe

What's the difference between wrong and right? Who makes the distinction, and who gives them the authority? Most people would consider what we did to be wrong. A few would say that it was right, but mostly out of prurient interest. A few others, those who have been through the experience themselves and understand the emotional impact, would claim that it's both. My son and I are certainly in that last category.This story rightfully starts in 1987, when I was thirty-seven and Todd thirteen. I...

Cindy Growing Up

My first memories are of my mommy playing dolls with me in mycrib, and singing softly as she nursed me. I grew quickly, and Iwas a chatty little k**, and by four Mom would take me out toplay with the other little girls. I remember always being dressedin skirts and layer after layer of soft, frilly underwear.I was treated like a little princess, and by five I was told thatmy father had died just after I was born, leaving Mom enoughmoney to raise me without worry. I also learned I was...

Savannah

Savannah by Janet L. Stickney He stood in front of the headstone, tears in his eyes, remembering as the sunlight filtered through the leaves of the huge oak trees, littering the ground with pinpoints of moving light as it weaved it's way downward, splashing bright colors as it reflected off of the headstones. A chirping made his eyes wander to the treetops, and he watched as a huge robin landed on the headstone and looked at him; the bird thrust out his red plumage and cocked...

Dawn of the 70 s

Dawn of the '70s by Jojo A recent photo-layout in the "Times" on corked platform shoes started a string of recollections of my first forays into fashion, of David Bowie's "Rebel, Rebel," and of courses of Lisa Brown. I smiled to myself remembering that first time ... Lisa and I had known one another for a long time. We had gone through grammar school together but we became friends during our freshman year in high school when we realized that we were the only students who had been...

Growing Up Cindy

All constructive comments are welcome. Please e-mail to me: [email protected] or [email protected] Growing Up Cindy by Samantha Michelle My first memories are of my mommy playing dolls with me in my crib, and singing softly as she nursed me. I grew quickly, and I was a chatty little kid, and by four Mom would take me out to play with the other little girls. I remember always being dressed in skirts and layer after layer of soft, frilly underwear. I was treated...

PUNished

Untitled work of Fiction or PUNished (HA-HA! Get it?!) By The Anonymous Bastard Hi, my name is Steve. At least it used to be. Now it's Jake. I had it changed last fall. No, I would never get it changed to some girly name like "Cindy" or "Jenny." Why on earth would I do that? Anyway, it all started last year. I was getting ready for the big homecoming festival. Naturally, I had my eye on the girl of my dreams- Suzie Lawsonitingshiremont. Looking back, all I can think is, "What a...

Travel Surprises Background

Travel Surprises-Background - By Stats Recall: In "Travel Surprises", Janice had gotten her husband, Bob, to board a plane with his feminine lingerie and clothes hidden under his street clothes. He thought they were going to Portland to buy a female wardrobe for him. Bob has to don his female persona when the airline hostess mistakenly discovers that Janice's travel companion is a girl. As they fly past Portland Bob learns his first travel surprise, their destination is really San...

The Enchanted Mohair Experience

The Enchanted Mohair Experience By Dezeree Love I woke with a start this morning. The dream that woke me was one I've had many times. It had to do with my sweater fetish and crossdressing. Usually though the clarity faded as the day went on. Though I was in the middle of my workday I just couldn't shake the vivid images of angora and mohair and the way it was alive. It seemed in the dream that the yarn, yes I was in a yarn store in my dream; the yarn was alive some how. It...

Snowed Bunny

Snowed Bunny By Dee Eon All the ski instructors were overlooking me so much that I started feeling like Rodney Dangerfeild and regretting having won that newspaper weekly prize free trip up to Hunter Ski Bowl. With Charlotte away at college now, Mom was glad to see me off at the bus terminal at four AM Saturday for the four hour bus trip north for the whole weekend so she could spend more time with her stud boyfriend and being mostly a bookworm loner I didn't have anyone to tag...

Cissy

CISSY By Bea My wife, Cissy, is sweet but dithery. Sitting at the table, her hands were working overtime and, if the napkins had been paper, hers would be in shreds. She stared at her mother and her eyes were watering. "But mummy? I can't run a business?" She tittered a little, obviously put out. "I'm just not cut out for it! I think you're asking the impossible!" Andrea gave her one of her "patient but aggravated" looks. "Dear? You really MUST get a hold of yourself. John...

Three Months in Paris Part Two

"Let's make you even happier, Wendy. On the way to dinner we will stop by the Salon de Coiffure - Renee Garnier and we shall BOTH make appointments for tomorrow. I am one of Silvia's best customers and she will surely work us into her schedule. Would you like that, mon cherie? "Oh yes, Claudette. I would like nothing more. Having you to introduce me to the Salon will be a great relief for me." "I thought it might. We wouldn't want pretty Wendy to be nervous in her first appointment...

In Feet First

In, Feet First It was a bright February morning, he had been out of bed since six preparing his body and hair, and it was now ten o'clock as he sat at the desk in the cramped flat, his freshly manicured hands, with the bright red extended nails, trembled as they broke the seal on the new pack of 10 denier tights. Carefully he pulled them from the pack and doughnutted each leg up to the panty, slowly and deliberately, removing the foam toe separators, placing each of his feet with...

My Wife Made Me A Sissy But That Is Not The End Of the Story

MY WIFE MADE ME A SISSY, BUT THAT IS NOT THE END OF THE STORY. BY Betty Noone At one point in my life, my wife made me into a sissy. And I was a sissy for a long while. I resisted it at first, but then I began to love being a sissy. Eight months ago if anyone would have called me a sissy it would have been cause for me to try to punch him out. I was a heterosexual male, and was raised by my parents that men are men and women are women. But somehow, after being a sissy I...

Miss Taken Identity pt2

As we drove along, mom explained a few things about the last few days. The hospital admitted to everything being their fault in what had happened, especially when dad had our family attorney speak with theirs. It was simple case of mistaken identity. Seems a 26 year old woman named Jamie Stone was in for the procedures I got, and scheduled for the 11am slot. Then I, Jamie Stone the boy was scheduled for my procedure at 4pm. That explained why they came and got me so soon in the morning....

Lucian Ch 3

Lucian, Chapter Three. A million drops of water will hollow out a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines - even in a world as weird as Norton's Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real - though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a school with its strict schedules and classes, tests and exams and all the usual tedious...

Savannah

Savannah Janet L. Stickney [email protected] He stood in front of the headstone, tears in his eyes, remembering as the sunlight filtered through the leaves of the huge oak trees, littering the ground with pinpoints of moving light as it weaved it's way downward, splashing bright colors reflecting off of the headstones. A chirping made his eyes wander to the treetops, and he watched as a huge robin landed on the headstone and looked at him; the bird thrust out his red plumage...

Lost

Lost By Archibald Young Paul was lost, cold and wet. His phone was smashed after he had dropped it. The rain sheeted down in a grey wall, and he could barely see where he was going. How he wished he'd stayed in the car, and not asked to walk the last few miles across country to the holiday house where his step-mother and step-sisters were probably having tea, warm and snug! He came to a road, and began to walk along it, looking for a phone box. It was a deserted spot, the...

Suzie s Lessons

Suzie’s Lessons by Ashley B. D. Zacharias It was a day like any other. Rob was sitting in front of his computer, typing up a storm, when a strange woman walked into his office. He was not good at guessing women’s ages. If forced, he would have said that she was about thirty. Maybe thirty-five. Probably not late twenties, but he could be wrong about that. Like I said, he was not good at women’s ages. But he was good at predicting their reaction to him because it was always the same. Invariably...

Sherry The hottest slut I have ever met

Sherry One or twice in most men's life they meet a woman that for some inexplicable reason is so hot. They are an instant turn on. Every pore of their body seems to exude sex. They look sexy no matter what they wear. For me Sherry was that woman. Let me tell you about this little sex kitten. I saw her leaning up against the rail that separated the bar from the dance area. She was about 5 foot two inches tall. Brunet hair, she had a cute smile. She wore a fuzzy green angora sweater. Her...

Love in Cathedral Heights

BOOK TWO Part One March 10, 2020 "Dear Gerald Dr. Towlen informed me the other day that I have angina and not long to live.I have left my niece, Keri Ann, appraised of our life together, and send herthe many pictures that I have taken of you in various states. Keri has inheritedthe house and needs someone to assist with college tuition. I trust you canhelp her. I love you very much and treasure our time together. Helen. P.S. Keri Ann has the key" ******************************* Gerald...

Lost Part 3

Lost Part 3 Archibald Young Thus it was that Victor took Paul back to his family's holiday home, back to the ordinary life from which he had become lost in so many ways on that fateful, wet night. Paul had showered and scrubbed himself clean, climbed back into his ordinary clothes, and gone down into the huge hallway of Victor's mansion. Victor was dressed in a business suit, suave and elegant. Paul felt a little shy as he got to the bottom of the stairs, but his worship of...

Don t Be Too Familiar IV

DON'T BE TOO FAMILIAR IV Laura was no longer in a submissive position. Standing at her full height in heels, she was looking directly into Jacob's eyes. Her left hand is stroking her pet's back and continuing up her tail. The cat responded exceptionally positively to her ministrations. The naked youth smelling like a sub sandwich was lost for the subsequent appropriate response. "Well, put your clothes back on before you catch a cold," Laura commanded. Covered in oil and spices,...

Under the Mistletoe

Based Upon the Real Life Experiences of my Online Friend Paul Previously Published Under the Pen Name Marcia R. Hooper What's the difference between wrong and right? Who makes the distinction, and who gives them the authority? Most people would consider what we did to be wrong. A few would say it was okay, but mostly out of prurient interest. A few others, those who have been through the experience themselves and understand the emotional impact, would claim that it's both. My son and I are...

In Loco ParentisChapter 20

Four days later the Stable Class Rancho Camulos entered normal space relieving the Kon Tiki for transport duty to another colony. She wasn't alone. A colony founder the APF003 Antoine Laumet, followed twenty minutes later. The Antoine Laumet dropped seven pods as soon as she made orbit. With no one aboard the pods, the AI landed them with no mishaps. Two pods each carried a machine shop replicator and a Mohawk assembler robot each. One pod landed on Wayward's largest moon, Clotho, where it...

After the Energists Mike s and Tempe s NIS WeekChapter 11 Back Door Man

NIS Day 4 – Late-Morning – 9th Grade Health Class, Medway High School 11:37am, Thursday, November 1, 1979 “It’s good to see that a few of you accepted my invitation to join us, today,” Mrs. Bumstead said to the four tenth grade girls who walked into this ninth grade health class and sat over near the windows. “When you said we could bring our lunches up here, it was a pretty easy decision to make, Mrs. B,” Cindy Baer replied as she fidgeted with her brown lunch sack. I knew three of the...

BiGirlsChapter 4

A few weeks later the BiGirls celebrated the sixth month of my honorary membership by taking me to dinner and a show. "Buy yourself the sluttiest outfit you're willing to wear," Alice said, "And we'll all go have a fun evening. Just us girls. I'll get you a wig -- dark black, straight hair, I should think, in a cute bob with long bangs. It'll be your full first night out in public as a girl, won't it? No fear, we'll surround you. Go get your nails done at least -- I'm sure Jane...

Laura s Story an Interracial Lesbian RomanceChapter 289

Laura and Sara, for their habitual Friday evening dinner out, decided to try a trendy place in the Hayes Valley neighborhood called Bistro Rondine. Since Sara's mention of the attractive nurse who wanted to get friendlier with her, they had never so much as flirted with the subject again. Laura had kept a judicious and aloof silence, as if she were above it all, mainly to keep herself from hurting over it, and Sara had simply acted as if the conversation had never happened. Laura had no...

THE SPIDER QUEEN

I first saw her in a bar, or a sort of bar attached to a gallery. I was actually showing at that same gallery, although my work was not up that evening, but I was sitting at the bar holding court, drinking a little too much, when I saw her walk by. She was extraordinary, maybe 40 years old, or older, with the curves of an Italian movie goddess, a dark pile of hair, flashing eyes, ruby red lips, and the grace of a very hungry tiger. But most extraordinary was her outfit, a flimsy transparent...

Paint It Black

Author’s Note: This has long been one of my favorite songs, it has such an elemental rhythm that you can feel the song. There has been a lot of speculation over the years about ‘what does it mean?’ but little agreement. This story is what I feel as I hear the song. Mick Jagger and Keith Richards wrote ‘Paint It Black’ with the assistance of other members of the band, especially Bill Wyman and Brian Jones. Thanks to Techsan for his editing support – without his aid readers would be literally...

Loss Prevention Officer 1

My office was a converted part of a warehouse about twenty feet square. I had a nice desk, filing cabinets, a couple tables and a huge bank of video monitors showing the view of all the security cameras in the store. I could control the cameras with a joystick, pan tilt and zoom. It was a much busier job than I expected. I couldn’t believe how many people stole. I processed 31 people the first week. 24 of them were women. They stole mainly cosmetics, clothes and cheap jewelry. Several of the...

Babysitting for Married Men 1

I had found a movie in their collection, just a plain old R rated movie, and was watching it when Matt came back. I was surprised at how early he was, but I guess retirement dinners are not that exciting. Mr. Riker said it was OK if I wanted to finish the movie. He went off to the kitchen, got two sodas and sat down beside me to watch, too. The movie rolled on to a point where the lead couple were getting pretty hot and heading off to her bedroom. Next thing they were in bed making out like...

Red Doors Ch 11

Winter set in with a vengeance the city was shut down as Thomas and I was preparing for the next case. Having to stay at the office because of weather conditions we had been together almost twenty-four hours a day. I took the opportunity to get the shawl laid down upon my sofa. ‘Abigail are you awake?’ Thomas asked quietly. ‘What time is it Thomas? It seems to be late the room is dark?’ I whispered. I watched Thomas walk over to the mantle moving the clock he returned to let me know it was...

A Night at the Bunny Club

Our bunny tale begins at the Bunny Club, an exclusive club for famous rabbits. We are not allowed to reveal their names due to their status and a phobia for lawyers. The club was started by Hugo Bunnifer, who made billions from his magazine, Playbunny. Hugo is the only one, and we mean the only one who can invite you to the club.The famous rabbits go there because of the club's secrecy and discretion.It is located near Hollyweird, California. Not only must you be invited by Hugo, but you must...

The new neighbour Part 2

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