X-Why-Me…Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Emily ran and ran and ran trying to get her racket under the ball before it was passed to the guy in the other team. She jumped up a little and she snagged the ball out of the air and with a tennis grunt she whipped in back towards her team mates.

Yes she had joined the boy’s lacrosse team.

That had been as much a shock to her mother as her coming out to her had been and she wasn’t exactly "for" her doing something that was so “butch.”

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"Hey, does this count as a date?"

"What, tonight? Yeah," I supposed. "Dinner and... after," I selected.

She giggled. "'After'. I like that."

"Not like you're GONNA like it."

She laughed.

When she had basically stopped, I asked, "So this is where I kiss you?"

"Yeah," she smiled.

Bridges 35

Chapter 35

I’m smiling as I make it over to the house as quick as I can and stumble inside and kicking my boots off at random the thuds making her giggle on the other end of the phone.

“You’re home?”

“Yes baby I’m home.” I smile into the phone as I’m trying to climb stairs and she clothes at the same time.

“I head the door and your boots.”

Pussy Catburglar
By Paul Calhoun

A sneak thief sees a movie about a glamorous sexy femme fatale in a movie and starts to wonder whether a beautiful woman would make the best distraction.

Jem…Chapter 75 by Bailey Summers Copyright © 2013 Bailey Summers All Rights Reserved.

Morning slowly drifts into my senses and for a few moments it’s just…I don’t know. You ever wake up amazed? There’s a bit of dawn lightening the windows and my bed is so warm and so snuggley.

Rayne’s there holding me and spooned with me her breasts resting against my back and I can smell her all throughout the bed. It’s a really good smell too with the complex notes of her body mixed in with the hints of her body wash and shampoo and mine. I like the smell shea butter and cocoa butter scents and just those smells of girl and woman.

It smells like home, right here, right now, feels like home.

A man is feminized by his wife and his business partner and framed for embezzlement. Can he survive the humiliations his wife intends to subject him to and start a new life?

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Chapter Three
Amin loaded their rented SUV with the tools for the kidnapping. They had specially modified nine millimeter automatic machine pistols with extended thirty round magazines. Stun guns for any overzealous security personnel. Also, they had a medical bag with enough sedative to knock out a whale and a few items to keep their prey under control for the trip to Bahrain and a large payday.

Sweet Dreams-46...Tears of My Childhood

Chapter 46

I wake up with the dead arm feeling and a smile. I can’t help the smile even with everything that Alex and I talked about and stuff. I’m happy and it’s hard to mess with that but I’m going to.

I slip out of bed and I go and I make a coffee and it’s pretty early but I’m up for a reason. I make a strong pot of coffee and I hold my mug under the perk until it’s full them slip the pot in. Lots of sugar and some creamer and I wait sitting on the steps in the garage just outside my door waiting for.

Adam….

Images 46

Chapter 46

Okay I’m actually pretty embarrassed because of Tay tossing us the bottle of baby oil to me and Iggy like we’re two cheap hookers getting ready to oil wrestle. Iggy’s laughing which is a good thing and I set the bottle of baby oil down and stare at her.

“Are you done?”

“Fuck you he’s funny.”

“I know he’s funny along with a lot of other great things, that’s why I married him.”

She wipes at her eyes and she looks at me. “I need a smoke.”

“I need a coffee.”

Antifreeze…Finale.

The rest of the day was spent setting into mom’s at the guest room and us getting to take some time to rest before we all head out for the few things going on at evening and night here in town at memorial day.

Chris wears his uniform and so does Uncle Rothman who was in Vietnam. It’s interesting they’re both doing things together getting ready, watching the sort of regimined way they do everything is just. Well it’s really defining them in a good way for me. And Ben…I’m sitting on the couch hugging Stacy while we have some more chocolate and coffee and Uncle Roth and Chris are both answering his questions…they’re not graphic but they’re still honest and he’s got such a little-man look there.

We both kind of melt when they’re showing him how to shine his shoes. Oh my god he’s such an adorable little guy. He has this little boy look of concentration when they're doing the spit and polish thing.

Antifreeze…Part 5.

“Shane.” I could feel the refusal in the way he said my name. The way that he is refusing everything I am.

“Steven….” I shiver but I feel Chris tighten his hold around me. God that helps so much.

“Why are you here? You think you’re welcome here?”

“Shut the hell up Steven.” Shawn says sort of snarling at him.

“Fuck you nerd, keep hiding behind you woman’s skirts. The little faggot shouldn’t be here.”

“Steven….” Uncle Roth says warningly.

“What? What you’re just here for what you can get Rothman. You never bothered with us before and now when things are all up in the air you’re here? The faggot’s here and….” He gestures at Chris. “And who the fuck is this?”

Chris just looked at him. “I’m your sister Shayne’s boyfriend.”

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Antifreeze…Part 1.

I read the letter having to sit down on the steps.

I had gotten home from work feeling well honestly pretty grotty and gross. I worked last night stripping at Cecilia’s.

Yes I strip.

No, I don’t want to. I really never wanted a lot of the things that happened in my life to have happened.

Snakes and Ladders-25

Chapter 25

Ow…

Ow…

I’m getting my thoughts together or trying to after getting whacked by the thingy. I’m a little punch drunk I think and I feel this…

I open my eyes and The tips of it’s tentacles around this nasty looking mouth are glowing purple and I feel it hit me hard…this sensation of all these spikes being driven into my head, into my brain!

I scream and roll around as I’m having the worst migraine attack ever!

I can feel it drilling, pushing and prying into me…

Drilling and trying to get into my mind.