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I always knew ever since I tried on my first pair of tights and leotard that I wanted to wear this outfit for another man, that I wanted to be with a man who wore tights and skintight Lycra and leotards. Whenever I saw a girl in tights, pantyhose, leggings, spandex and leotards all I could think was how good I would look and feel in them and how much I wanted to dress this way for another man, how much I wanted to see another man dressed like this for me, not caring if they were fat or slim,...

The cycling Sissy

Cycling Sissy My wife does ride a road bike that part of the story is true the rest is just a dark fantasy.... this is just a short story I thought of when I was putting some of her cycling clothes away... Sarah my wife doesn't drive, never bothered to learn... But her vehicle cost almost the same as my car. Its a top end 3 grand carbon Road bike... I called it a racer when I first saw it just after we started going out... Oops I don't think I've ever seen her as pissed...

the cycling terrorist

The cycling touristIt started on a sunny morning, had just done some shopping and was on my way to my house.When I crossed the path or it was more the way of a number of cycling tourists and was hit by one of them.All beautiful and ugly things thrown at my head, all my merchandise lay spread out over the public road.One of them regretted and returned on his way, holding me up with my merchandise and apologizing to his colleagues who continued on their way without looking back. He also found out...

Cycling in Spain

Whilst cycling around the coast of Spain, not too long ago, I met a girl who obviously had a similar passion. Or at least who was going in the same direction! Every few hours I would stop for a break, to stretch and eat, she would fly past me on her bike, always with a big smile for me. Then, once I got going again, I would inevitably pass her taking a break. It took me a while to pluck up the courage to stop and say hello; let’s face it, she was incredibly sexy! Long muscular legs clad in...

Adventures of a cycling enthuthiast

when i was 19 i was agreat lover of cycling,i had just bought a new pair of white cycling shorts and i thought i looked the bees nees.i was out in the hastings area cycling when i got caught short so i spotted a public toilet and went in to relieve myself,there happened to be a gentleman washing his hands he was round 55.i had my wee and turned around to go and wash my hands,he was holding his manhood in his hands gentle wanking it,i'm not sure why but i went into the cubicle and he followed...

Cycle fun

So, I was out cycling along the towpath a few days ago when I felt the need to stop and have a pee. Having past several small footpaths that led off into the surrounding countryside I decided on one that led to a small copse.It was nothing more than a narrow footpath which meandered from the canal to a small wooded area nearby. Private enough for my needs.It was a beautiful sunny day and apart from the occasional walker and other cyclists, the towpath was deserted.I cycled along the footpath...

Cycling in Spain

Whilst cycling around the coast of Spain, not too long ago, I met a girl who obviously had a similar passion. Or at least who was going in the same direction! Every few hours I would stop for a break, to stretch and eat, she would fly past me on her bike, always with a big smile for me. Then, once I got going again, I would inevitably pass her taking a break. It took me a while to pluck up the courage to stop and say hello, let’s face it, she was incredibly sexy! Long muscular legs clad in...

Recycling Program

Recycling Program ? by: Lynn LeFey John Pilgrim sat in a cargo net, which functioned as his sofa and bed. He ate plain carb wafers with a thin spread of bean goo on them. The dry wafer sucked the moisture from his mouth. He was so broke, he had been forced to resort to using a dehumidifier to illegally gather water to drink. He wondered what had ever possessed him to get on that cargo ship and head out into the frontiers of space. Adventure. Fortune. Sex with cool alien chicks...

The Cycling HolidayChapter 10

I gathered up Mom's new underwear and my shorts and followed her into the bathroom, climbing into the shower with her. The feel of the warm water on my body was very soothing I was soon massaging mother with a soapy sponge, much to her pleasure, and eventually I finished on kneeling in front of her washing her long shapely legs. Finally I had washed all of her except for her crotch which I had saved for last and I dropped the sponge and soaped the palm of my hand to clean this area. Mom...

My Second ChanceChapter 17 Cycling

The next morning, I am just about to sit down and eat my cereal when I see Dahlia get off her bike and lean it against our woodshop. She is excited enough that she makes it to the door before I do. As soon as I open the door, she jumps into my arms and plants a deep, long kiss on me. When we part, I ask, “What is this?” “You are the one that said we should meet here school mornings and agreed to neck with the girl that gets here first.” I start leading her to the dining room so I can have...

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The next day, Annabelle received hundreds of emails through the website, thanking her for taking on the task of cleaning up the oceans. There was only a couple of negative ones, but they were so poorly written that they were just chalked up to uneducated people trying to cause problems. If you can’t even spell or make cohesive sentences, no one is ever going to take you seriously! After going through her fan mail, Annabelle was in a good mood and eager to do more. Mark suggested checking in...

Fun cycle run

Recently, my partner and I went away for the weekend to take advantage of the good weather. We checked into an amazing hotel for a nice quite relaxing weekend. On the Saturday afternoon we decided to hire a couple of bikes to take in some of the local scenery. I hadn’t exactly packed for cycling but it didn’t matter. We arrived at the cycle hire place, me, dresses in a skimpy vest top to maximise the amount of sun I was getting, a short skirt and, unusually for me, I decided I had better put...

Fun cycle run

Recently, my partner and I went away for the weekend to take advantage of the good weather. We checked into an amazing hotel for a nice quite relaxing weekend. On the Saturday afternoon we decided to hire a couple of bikes to take in some of the local scenery. I hadn’t exactly packed for cycling but it didn’t matter. We arrived at the cycle hire place, me, dresses in a skimpy vest top to maximise the amount of sun I was getting, a short skirt and, unusually for me, I decided I had better put...

A Strange Cycle of Events

Melissa double checked the room number. It definitely said forty-two, on the fourth floor of one of the most decrepit buildings in East London, Balfron Tower. It wasn’t the prettiest site, but then again, neither were her clients these days.At forty-two, Melissa was getting on a bit; having entered into this shadowy profession in the last three years. At thirty-nine she found herself at a crossroads; one that said carry on with your current sexless and going-nowhere relationship or get out and...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 46

I slowly walked towards Bandor as he picked himself up off the ground. He seemed surprised that I had thrown him so easily. I was surprised myself. My whole body tingled, as if I had huge amounts of excess energy that I needed to get rid of. I had no problems with getting rid of it at his expense. As I approached him, he slowly began to smile that evil smile of his. I think he was looking forward to this experience. That's because he was under a severe misconception. "You can't win, you...

Recycling Day

I’m a 56 year old divorced man living in a small town in western Pennsylvania. Sometimes our small town is really behind the times especially when it comes to technology and modern services. Just a couple of months ago, a big blue recycling bin was dropped off at my house with a pamphlet in it, announcing the borough’s new plastics recycling program. It explained that only #1 and #3 types of plastic containers would be collected and how they needed to be prepared, etc.I’ve lived in my house for...

The Ark Part 1Chapter 13 Recycling

The construction effort was moving along nicely with the Auburn Silo approaching completion. My decision to start moving into the Ark when the Auburn Silo was finished had opened a can of worms. Clara and I had discussed the effects the Ark environment might have on its residents with the psychologist that the Ark Foundation had hired as a consultant during the early days of construction. She defined to us that in a survival situation a reduced level of living standards would be acceptable...

Recycling

--- Recycling (MF, caution, cheat, cons, oral, impreg, voy) by Krosis of the Collective --- Editor's note: The names have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. "Steve's" grammar is atrocious. I've done my best to clean it up, but only as far as he let me because he said I was, "fucking up his story." Whatever...a job is a job. --- Hey bro. I'm assuming a bro's reading this. If not, hey babe. How YOU doin'? Name's Steve. I live in *town name...

AUTO RECYCLING

Lacey came over with a friend of his it was obvious that they both had been drinking heavily they were both giggling and acting crazy but I didn't care so I had a couple of drinks to catch up you know and a short while later Lacey decides he wants a blow job so he drops his pants right there and tells me to suck his cock we've played this game before with other friends so I take off my clothes and drop to my knees I take his big black cock into my mouth and begin to suck him off he is enjoying...

Recycling Eggs After MidnightChapter 2

Danny was happy with his new job out in the valley. He had been able to cut his commute costs in half by car-pooling with his new oriental girlfriend Joy. The fact that she was free with letting him take liberties with all of her openings made the ride and the job a whole lot more interesting. He also liked the fact that it was in the middle of the night and would not interfere with his graduate studies. The job was sort of a mindless repetitive unskilled labor type of work that was geared to...

Recycling Day

Author’s note This story is a work of fiction and any resemblance between characters and any real person living or dead is purely coincidental. I am deeply indebted to Juicy Starchild for her critique, editing and generally making my story a better read * It was 7.45am on a Friday and I could hear people outside, putting out their bins ready for the rubbish collection. I sat up, swung my legs over the side of the bed and was about to get up when I felt her hand on my arm. ‘Where are you...

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The rain had been falling steadily all day, as it's been known to do in Portland, Oregon. The somniferous white noise drumming on the roof had put me to sleep on the couch, well before Letterman came on the air. I was dreaming of a cabin; a bed and breakfast on the Oregon coast, where my wife Jennifer and I had once vacationed in the long lost time before children. In my dream, the sound of the rain on the roof had turned into the sounds of the surf on the beach. Jen and I were lying...

Recycling Day

If this story seems like a jumble of interwoven threads that are somewhat related but not really - if it sounds like the ramblings of a woman trying to express feelings she doesn't understand - well, that's about right. If you find it difficult to follow and you get annoyed with me, just imagine borrowing the paddle from my husband and taking a few extra swats with it. You'll feel better, I promise. It began when I asked Bill to give me something that needed to be done on a regular basis,...

Recycling Day

It was 7.45am on a Friday and I could hear people outside, putting out their bins ready for the rubbish collection. I sat up, swung my legs over the side of the bed and was about to get up when I felt her hand on my arm. "Where are you going?" she asked. "To put the bins out, it's recycling day." "The bin men come more often than I do around here. Come back to bed." Something was definitely wrong. Jane and I had been married for nearly fifty years and in all that time I had never...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 42

The interesting thing about being a laid back Dad like I am is that when you do yell 'jump!', things go ballistic. By the time I walked into the living room, there were pretty teenage girls running in from everywhere, like bugs out of the woodwork. Either Amy had really impressed them with the urgency of my command, or, more likely, they had heard my telepathic order themselves. By the time I was ready, everyone was there, waiting silently and behaving impeccably. How rare it that with...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 13

Megan and I lay there for a while, just cuddling, kissing, and stroking each other. We were both just so overwhelmed by the turn of events that we just enjoyed the closeness for a while, enjoying each other. Megan had loved me since we first met, had me for a while, and then lost me again. She had wanted me for so long. I was amazed when I learned that. I wasn't sure I deserved such a wonderful woman; I was not complaining, mind you, but I was amazed, stunned, shocked at my good fortune. On...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 8

Megan's account: There are times, more often than not, that I just hate being the Scribe. I couldn't believe what I had done when Patrick left the room that night. I loved him so much it hurt, but in my ignorance I had repeatedly pushed him away in the last few weeks. Finally, I had pushed too much, too hard. Sometimes I can be so stupid and blind. As I watched him leave the room, I suddenly realized I had brought to fruition the nightmare I had lived with for years, that I knew was...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 15

We all watched in stunned amazement as Amy and Sammi laughed, kissed and hugged each other. The apparent miracle that had brought them both back to life was stunning enough, but it was nothing compared to the miracle of Amy and Sammi hugging and kissing each other. There are some things in life that are just a given, and those two hating each other was one of those givens. Apparently, things could change. We checked on the guy that had not disintegrated. At least, most of us did. Amy refused...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 14

I had never had a more wonderful night than that first night with Megan. Well, outside of the whole 'restore the memories' part. It surpassed every night I had ever had in my life, with Victoria, Elizabeth, anyone. It scared me, as I knew I could never surpass that night again in my whole life. It was not possible. It was all downhill from there; wonderful as life would be with Megan, it could never surpass that night. Of course, being a woman, Megan showed me how wrong I was. Over, and...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 6

I woke up a couple hours later to the delightful feel of a soft, smooth, naked body cuddled up to me. As if that wasn't enough, a soft little hand was rubbing my chest and soft lips kissing my neck. I didn't have to guess this time who this was. Cindi, Cindi, Cindi, I sighed to myself. What was I going to do with that girl? I thought about just pretending I was still asleep and ignoring her, but I quickly decided that would be a bad idea. She would just keep on going until... well; I...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 9

I looked at Megan as she sobbed uncontrollably. I looked into her eyes, and saw the demons there. Pain, sadness, guilt, panic, fear, terror, despair. Her eyes were dead, expressionless except for those demons. This sweet woman was dying inside and I had to do something about it. First, though, I had to assure her I didn't hate her. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. She laid her head against my chest and just cried, and cried. As I held her, my mind tried to understand what...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 52

By the time we got out to the limousine waiting for us, the girls had quieted down considerably. I could see it in Kim and Heather's eyes, Lisa and Lori's face — Daddy's probably dead and we're laughing and squealing. I said probably because I had not had the chance yet to tell them what I knew. By the time we got into the car, I had a very somber group on my hands. The seating arrangements, as usual, sorted themselves out in the car by that mysterious method my girls used. The...

Two sides to every cycle

This is a fictional story. I tried to write it from both sides. It’s a vicious cycle. The dominant or aggressive male responds to submissive behavior with domination. The more submissive the behavior, the more aggressive the alpha male becomes in his domination. The chemicals released into his system make him more aggressive and dominant, in other words, more alpha. On the other side, the submissive responds to domination by becoming more submissive. The more assertive the dominance, the more...

Cycle

The Cycle By Michael J. Simmons (ADULT SITUATIONS: Male on Female, Male on Male or Female on Female. If you happen to be offended by sexually explicit situations or language between, Peoples then please do not read further. Also any Resemblances between this work of Fiction and any person’s living or dead, is not intentional.) Sebastian slowly got out of his car. It had been a long, long day at the Base and he really wanted to get home so he could go for a swim in the Commune pool. He walked up...

Two sides to every cycle

This is a fictional story. I tried to write it from both sides.It's a vicious cycle. The dominant or aggressive male responds to submissive behavior with domination. The more submissive the behavior, the more aggressive the alpha male becomes in his domination. The chemicals released into his system make him more aggressive and dominant, in other words, more alpha. On the other side, the submissive responds to domination by becoming more submissive. The more assertive the dominance, the more...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 37

Tonight was especially sweet. Julie decided that she wanted to make love to me. I knew something was up when most of the girls mysteriously disappeared and Julie, Victoria, Megan, and Amy came into the bedroom with me. Julie needed some support, I guess. I recognized the scene right away as the night Julie and I made love before the end of the last cycle. It was as if I was floating above the scene, watching, yet I could see I was in it also. I noticed some distinct differences from the...

Sex Cycle Continued

Sex cycle – It may sound odd but sex cycle used as a name because my sex life started just as we paddle cycle continuously to go forward same way my sex was continuous for a long time as I described after losing virginity to my GF Simran we start meeting daily for making love To ab roz roz bahane banana mushkil ho raha tha to usne SSC ki tayari ke liye coaching join kar li matlab ghar pe keh dia ki coaching join kar li hai taki roz ke 5 ghante hume mil sake aur sex kar sake aise hi 4 mahine...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 12

The road to recovery for Sammi was, of course, not as easy as it sounded. The first day home was rough for her. She spent the whole day holed up in the room we had made up for her. We decided she would stay at my house for awhile, as there was always someone there to watch over her and help her when she needed it. None of us were under any illusions that the battle was over and it would be easy from now on. I finally went in to check on her late in the afternoon. Just about everyone had been...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 34

Patrick Father of Amy and Cindi, twin brother of Victoria, husband of Elizabeth. Co-owner and founder of PI firm, former FBI agent. Host of the white energy, also known as Katoro. Elizabeth Mother of Amy and Cindi, sister of Robert, wife of Patrick. World famous TV news reporter. Killed in Iraq in chapter one. Victoria Mother of Katie and Becky, twin sister of Patrick, wife of Robert. Co-owner of PI firm with Patrick, also former FBI agent. Shield color green. Robert Father of Katie...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 53

Julie cried softly against my chest for a minute. I felt bad for her. This was one of the sweetest, most serious, most dedicated, precious girls in the world, and to watch her hurt like this was not acceptable. I had to comfort her, even if I had to lie to do it. The other girls, except for Sarah and Lisa, looked on in shock. It had all happened so fast, and was so unexpected and shocking, that Amy and Cindi had not even activated as Protectors and Guardians. I wasn't worried about that....

Bi Cycle

--- Bi Cycle (mf, MFF, 1st, con, nc, impreg) by Krosis of the Collective --- I hate men. Oh, let me explain: my name is Alexandra (Alex to my friends), and I'm a lesbian. I know that "I hate men" seems somewhat trite, but I really have not liked men since before my first heterosexual experience, and that left me disappointed, frightened, and a bit sticky. It was back in senior high school, and I had finally accepted a date with Bob, a guy in my gym class. Bob was not...

Future House The Full Cycle

Special thanks to Patti Bart, Denise Em, and Steve Zink for proofing this story. Future House - The Full Cycle By Kelly Davidson ([email protected]) Fade in... Mark slid himself into the kitchen and looked around. His small size, thanks to a reducing formula that modern science had developed, allowed him to fit through the small dog door without any problem. He had taken a large dose of the formula that had reduced his 5'8" frame to 22" in height. The effects were...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeCast of Characters

In a story as complex as this one, it is often difficult for some to follow the cast of characters as new ones are introduced. Since I don't want to ruin the surprise of new characters as they appear, many were not included in the original cast of characters. They would not have meant anything at that point anyway. Therefore, I have decided to periodically include an updated list of characters. This is the first of these. I hope it helps those who have a hard time following the many...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 17

As I followed Dad into the den, I reflected that I was really not shocked at his behavior, or that he apparently knew at least some things about us. A little surprised, but not shocked. He must have suspected quite a bit to have pulled that little stunt with Amy. Dad would never have attempted anything that would have risked injury to his precious granddaughter in any way. He knew she would not be hurt! Amy and Megan followed me into the den behind Dad. Megan was her normal, unflappable, 'I...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 23

"Amy, what the hell are you doing here?" I asked, mad as hell. Amy looked at me, pretending to pout, but her bright, twinkling eyes gave her away. "Well, isn't that a nice welcome? I come all the way over here to see you, to snuggle with you, to give you those little neck kisses you like so much, to SAVE YOUR BUTT, and that's the way you greet me? I love you too, Daddy!" She giggled, hugging me close. "Damn it, Amy, I told you not to come over here for any reason! I don't want you...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 26

I saw Amy walk softly over to the bed and gently climb in, lying next to Sammi. She snuggled up to Sammi for a minute or two, just lying there, and then started to kiss her gently on the neck. She ran her hands softly, gently down Sammi's body, tickling her lightly before finally stopping to rub her breasts lightly, teasing the nipples as they got hard. I was hard already! This was hot! So much for my disdain of all-girl action. These two girls certainly had my attention! I wondered what Amy...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 41

I was a little disoriented when I woke up the next morning, and it took me a moment to recognize who I was waking up with. I was so used to waking up with Megan that it was somewhat of a surprise to find myself snuggled up to Victoria. It brought back memories of the days on the road with the FBI when we would often meet in one of our rooms at night to spend the night together. Of course, then we had to make sure no one saw us, whereas here, the girls knew and it didn't bother them. I kissed...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 47

Megan led me into the room by the hand. I could tell it was going to be an interesting night; her hand was warm, almost hot. Megan's hands were always warm when she was thinking naughty thoughts. They were in the last cycle when she was a young teenager also. It made it easy to tell when she was 'interested'. Of course, I had seldom found a time when she wasn't 'interested'! I had barely made it into the room and closed the door when I had 110 lbs of warm, soft, sexy, wiggly, red...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 54

I didn't know where the information came from, but I knew she was a Tarqa. Oh my God! That was what Bandor thought Sammi was when she kicked his butt and released Amy in Iraq, when he had said 'What have you done? You have released one of those? Are you crazy? Do you know what you have done? It will destroy us all!' I didn't know much about whom they were or what they were. The information I was processing I knew came from the white energy. I relaxed a little. What I had heard about the...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 58

I set Amy down on the bed gently. She lay there quietly, looking up at me, eyes filled with love, her legs spread as she offered herself to me. She looked so pretty and so vulnerable. She was so wet and excited she didn't need any more foreplay. I lay on top of her and gently entered her. Amy was so hot she couldn't even wait for me to slowly enter her. She hooked her legs around my waist and pulled me all the way inside her with one quick movement. I heard her gasp with pleasure as my...

Spin Cycle

Looking from underneath her covers early Saturday morning, Ashley began thinking about her day.She usually went out on Friday nights with her boyfriend, and sometimes he spent the night. This Saturday morning, he had to work, so he did not spend the night.Dragging herself out of bed, she headed straight to the laundry basket and started sorting her laundry. She hated this every Saturday morning routine.She made herself a quick breakfast, put on her Saturday sloppy clothes, loaded the laundry...

A spin on my cycle leads to more

I had been married seven years at the time of this incident. I was 100% faithful to my wife all that time. I grew up girl shy, never had a girlfriend or dated much in high school. After I was discharged from the army I met my wife to be. We married and had three children over the next seven years. Our group of family and friends would take turns throwing a party about once every month and a half. My brother in law (wife's brother) married during this time. His mother in law, Deloris, was a...

Cycle of Natural Need and Desire

Cycle of Natural Need and Desire Teen Boy’s Training to Serve and Please Mature Gay Tops By: A. W. Chohan The boy stops whimpering in the back of his throat, hiding grimaces of pain by burying his face in the hopelessly stained and smelly sheets. His man doesn’t like, when he resists in any way so he has learned not to resist or beg in spite of the horrendous pain, the burning hard length of pure man sex that seems to go on and on inch after thick hard inch of big fat long hard inch sinks...

Vicious Cycle

It was a lovely date and you were a perfect gentleman. I think nothing of it when you invite me in. We are barely inside the door when you throw me on the bed and shove your cock in my cunt. It is clear you've chosen to fuck me missionary so you can see my begging eyes as I plead with you to not **** me. It has no effect and just earns me a swift slap across the face.You stick two fingers up my ass as you **** my cunt, letting me feel the full assault, your cock still plunging in and out of my...

Cycles

Cycles By Dimelza Cassidy An aging cross-dresser meets a young, beautiful attorney. Their anxious connection causes Bill to revisit his shrouded past, and Cynthia to examine her present condition. As their relationship grows, will they find personal contentment and a future --- or will Bill's darkest secret destroy both of them. This story doesn't contain any forced feminization, magical transformation, or explicit sex. It will be boring as all...

The Cycle of Wisdom

Stephen realised too late that he had travelled beyond the limits of his understanding. But the modern world, the rational world, had never held much interest for him, and he had looked beyond it as soon as he became aware that somewhere might even exist. People were surprised when he of all people spent his life striving to look beyond - to peer around corners, to question the unquestioned - for it was true that life appeared to have been very kind to him. He was handsome,...

The Cycle of Cheating

by aliveinpr My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Please read and enjoy this fictional writing. Robert woke Saturday to hear his wife say, “It’s Saturday, why not stay in bed, there’s nothing we need to do right away.” Robert said, “I’ve been thinking about writing a story.” Sandy asked, “What kind of story are you going to write?” “Well,” said Robert, “A triple X rated story, part fiction and part reality.” “Give me an example,”...

Bi Cycle

I hate men. Oh, let me explain: my name is Alexandra (Alex to my friends), and I'm a lesbian. I know that "I hate men" seems somewhat trite, but I really have not liked men since before my first heterosexual experience, and that left me disappointed, frightened, and a bit sticky. It was back in senior high school, and I had finally accepted a date with Bob, a guy in my gym class. Bob was not unattractive, and certainly physically fit. Even then I wasn't too keen on men, but I hadn't...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 5

I got up and put the DVD in the player, and lay back down on the bed, to see what my darling wife had to say to me that she couldn't say to my face. I pushed 'play' and after a few seconds, Elizabeth appeared on the screen. I pushed 'pause' right away and just looked at her. My God! I know it had not been long, and I certainly hadn't forgotten what she looked like, but I was stunned at seeing her beauty on the screen once again. Tears stung my eyes as I just looked at her. I doubted...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 18

I walked silently into the woods behind the house, moving quickly to get away. We had 160 acres around the house, having purchased the extra acreage that had been available, so it was easy to get lost from the others. I walked quickly, wanting to get out of sight before anyone saw me. It was unlikely anyone would, but it was not unknown for someone to be up at 3:00 AM. Besides, Megan and I had both been upset, and that was dangerous in a whole house full of empaths if you were trying to...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 19

I followed Megan into the bedroom, where I found her lying on the bed, crying softly. I sat next to her and pulled her head on my lap, stroking her hair and not saying anything. What could I say? I was going to a place where something would happen to me and I might not come back. What could I say? 'It will be alright?' Right. Bullshit a mind reading, genius, precognitive empath. I had actually tried that once before. Waste of time. The fact was, I was just as scared as she was. But I had to...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 20

The trip to Iraq was a long one. I don't remember how many hours, but it was long. Military transports are not the most luxurious way to travel anyway. After several stops, and many hours, I arrived. Much better, right? Wrong! It was hot. Well, what did I expect; it was a desert, right? Still, it was hot even for a desert. By this time, I was beginning to question my sanity for coming here. These guys could take care of what needed to be done without me looking over their shoulders. But, it...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 25

Sarah didn't show any eagerness to get down out of my arms, so I just carried her into the house, with her arms and legs wrapped around me. She hid her face in my neck as she turned bright red and shrieked and laughed all the way. Her Mom and Dad met us at the door, looking to see what all the noise was about. That made me turn red and stutter. Her Mom laughed. "Sarah! Are you molesting this poor man? How many times have I told you not to try to have sex with a guy until you've at least...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 29

I sat quietly in the seat, my mind working feverishly trying to figure a way out of this. My worst nightmare had become reality, and largely through my own stupidity. I was caught in a place I couldn't get out of, without any of my Protectors or Guardians. Worse, I had a just-discovered new family member, an unknown entity that I had to protect. Finally, I had a cat I had to worry about. I like cats, but if it were a choice between Sarah and me or the cat, I would say hell with the cat. But...

My Girls II The End Of Cycles The Beginning Of KnowledgeChapter 35

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