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The Camera

The Camera By Margaret Jeanette Jason Truax was unpacking his fishing equipment. He was just returning from a weeklong Canadian fishing trip. It had been a very successful trip. He would have a lot of good memories from it. He unpacked and put away his clothes with some going into the laundry and the clean ones getting put away. He was in a hurry to get back to work. He went in and booted up his computer. He was writing a novel. It was a suspense novel and he was ready to go....

Sister Sister Sister Part 8

Sister, Sister, Sister - Part 8 By Missy Crystal My alarm rang. As a boy, I could jump out of bed and get ready for school in five minutes, but I couldn't bring myself to change into my plain white cotton briefs and t-shirt. If I couldn't go to school as a girl, then at least I could I feel as feminine as possible. I pulled my nightgown over my head and stood there in my panties and cammie. After all, who would know? I stepped into a pair of jeans and slipped on a flannel shirt....

The Sampson Syndrome Part 5

The Sampson Syndrome V Joining the Pink Collar Set The day sped by with no one questioning Johnny's appearance. Only Sandi, Mary and Charlotte knew his secret. Charlotte shocked him by praising his looks and how much everyone appreciated his sacrifices for the good of the business. He was startled by her kind words. Her greatest praise for him up to that point was that he didn't "screw things up as bad as most men". His hair continued to annoy him throughout the day. It seemed...

Big Trouble

Big Trouble By Margaret Jeanette Misty Johnson was troubled. This was the third time she'd found her closet in a different order than she remembered putting it. Her red dress was always next to her black dress and now it was between her aqua and her dark blue dress. She was angry that anyone would mess with her clothes. That night she asked her husband, Mike, if he was going into her closet. She asked why he would be going in there, and said that she didn't want any crap, that...

Keeping the Books

Keeping the Books. PL and JL read my previous stories and made some helpful comments. They did have a complaint and that was that my protagonists were generally weak characters. JL also said that I did not spend enough time discussing the clothes. OK PL and JL, this one is for you. Introduction: When Uncle Peter's secretary called to tell me that he wanted to see me after work I was not surprised. I had an interesting history with Uncle Peter. After I had moved east to work at his...

Diary 8211 My Son Made Me Topless Naked Model 8211 Episode III

(Chapter Menstrual Pain Aggravate) Diary, I landed straight on my baby’s body. Though he is strong man but abrupt force-full fall of 60 Kg lady grounded him too. All due to his fault. The enormous pain didn’t allow me to think anything else. I hold my belly and rolled in floor in foetus position. Now my son too became panicky. He hold me and starts shouting—Ma’, Ma’, Ma’. He understood that he didn’t administer anti inflammatory injection in the evening, so pain triggered once again. He said-...

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The Vendor The Arrow

1. It was a Friday evening in Trotter, Illinois. Timothy Green walked slowly down the main street of the suburb where he lived. He had been walking for hours to try to clear his head, just focusing on his footfalls on the sidewalk. As the spring sun began to set he was still reflecting on his life. He was one of the geeky kids at school so he only associated with his small, all male, group of friends. None of the girls at school even knew he existed. Between his slight frame...

The Best of Times and The Worst of Times The Beginning

The Best of Times and The Worst of Times - The Beginning By: Rachael Free It was the best of times and it was the worst of times. Sounds like an old clich? doesn't it? The funny part is? it's very true. Let me tell you my story. I have been married for over 25 years and absolutely faithful the entire period of time. Of course I would let loose now and then and tie one on with my buddies, frequent a few strip clubs, get a few lap dances but never take it any further. Some of my f...

The Story of Frances

THE STORY OF FRANCES My name is Frances and I have always wanted to tell this story to the whole world because it is a happy story and it may help others to understand themselves and to be strong enough to carry through the courage of their convictions. I never knew my Father, he ran off with his secretary when I was just a few months old. He had a reasonably good job and through the courts Mother obtained a good settlement. This was the house and her car and a good monthly...

The Belly Dancing Class 1

The Belly Dancing Classes By Sheila Anne Morgan "Look, Honey, they're offering that belly dancing class, I always wanted to take, at the community college again this year. I think I'll stop tomorrow and sign up. You should take it too. You could stand to lose that beer belly you're starting to get," said my beautiful girlfriend, Jill. "Very funny," I replied, "belly dancing is for girls and in case you haven't noticed I'm a guy." "I think you would make a very sexy belly...

Lexi

Everything sorta got started when I was just eight years old, it was a Sunday and it was my Holy Communion. I had on my brand new blue suit with a long sleeved white shirt, a new pair of shoes and even brand new socks and underwear. Mom, dad, my sister Jenny, and my brother Tom had spent the last month drilling me on the questions from my CCD class in case I was the unlucky one the priest called on to answer a question. I knew every question by heart, I was scrubbed clean from head to...

Soixante Trois Airlines part 1

"Mr. Tyler, your resume is very impressive," Robert Marotte, chief recruitment officer for Soixante-Trois airlines, said to the young American man sitting opposite him. "Two years working for Belman airways in America, fluent in English, French & German, conversational in Russian and Arabic, you could choose any airline you want. Why do you want to work for Soixante-Trois?" "I love the whole concept of the service Soixante-Trois offers," Jesse Tyler responded in his clipped...

Sissy Slut

Part 2 I was born Kelly Stark. I grew up in a town of about 60,000 people. It was big enough that people minded their own business but small enough to allow kids to be able to breathe. Looking back, something was wrong for as long as I can remember. I'm not going to bore you with details about my family or any of that. Let's just leave it that as a kid I sometimes wore my sister's clothes. I would put on her clothes and jack off and pretend I was her with some boyfriend of the...

With a little help from my mom 1

With a little help from my mom Like most thirteen years old boys, I had my bicycle, my bat and my football shoes. What I didn't have, were siblings and close friends. I went to the 7th grade. The class was small, dominated by daughters of farmers. One boy had some sort of autistic disorder which made communication difficult. He was busy counting cars and writing down registration plates. The other boy was mostly chatting about basketball, which was not my favourite subject. He had...

A Change of lifestyle Part 5

A Change of Lifestyle Part 5 By Sandy Paris I would like to thank all of those who have read this story so far and I am pleased that many of you appear to have enjoyed it. Many thanks to those who have submitted reviews, most are complimentary, some are suggesting that the story head in a particular direction, others have criticisms' but they are constructive and so will be useful for me in the future. I have read many,...

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