Chapter 4
“What? Who placed a bounty?” asked a stunned Janine.

Marcus was grim. “Prince Abu Bakr Asif Karim. The girl was apparently promised to his son, Farouk. When the Prince found out about the true nature of the arrangement, he went nuts. He thinks that the girl knows too much and could destabilize things for him if his enemies got wind of this”

Author's Note

Some more things come to light in this chapter

Chapter Two

 
Author's Note: This story is hard to categorize for me. There are elements of bondage and sex, but it is incidental to the story, and isn't too explicit.

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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Jacilynn was trying very hard to keep her emotions down today. The minutes slipped by far to fast for her. Although their regular school had let them out for the holidays yesterday today Jaci and Dottie were attending the Barbie Princess Charm School meeting.

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.

My name is Bob Samson it has been that way since the day I was born contrary to what certain other people might think.

Chapter 5: But Now Am Found

And I'm telling you son,
Well, it ain't no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four.
- Gimme Three Steps, Lynyrd Skynyrd

The concluding chapter of Book 1

Well we all have those times in our lives that just cause us to go WTF. This is just one of them. Let me try to explain what I am talking about here. You see I am 13 years old and just starting seventh grade. As you can guess that makes me a fall baby. My birthday is the 6th of November I will let you figure out the year. Now it does not help that I am small for my age. I should probably introduce myself to you. My folks named me Terrence Daniel Palmer when I was born. As if that was not bad enough the doctor told them, I was a boy. Well I can say that Doc lied.

Lucky Number Thirteen...

One Christmas a bully named Rocco received a gift from his mother Alexis and sister Aileen. The gift set Rocco on a path of self discovery but also of pain and humiliation as he learned about his new life.

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Chapter 42

As a girl…for me there is something as close to pure joy to just walk up and wrap your arms around you father and bury yourself into that man that will always love you. “Hey Daddy…” I love just being able to do this. Its gets so much better when he hugs me back in that Daddy strong way and it lifts my soul as he lifts me off my feet a little.

I am gonna give fair warning this one is a bit hard.

Dorothy's hair was in two pigtails on either side of her head. The blonde hair just long enough to give that little girl look. Jacilynn's single braid with the little white bow on her waist length auburn hair almost a contrast. While both girls wore the same white blouse with the short puffy sleeves, pearl buttons and its almost see thru polyester material Jacilynn's breasts were already pushing the limits of the A cup bra she wore.

Jessica’s Journey

 Sequel to Andrews Dilemma

 By, Cain129

Part 13

Synopsis:   After reading her essay, Jessica felt emotionally exhausted, reading it had been helpful to a small extent but had also opened old wounds. It forced her to re-evaluate her life and the direction that it was headed. All of her life, she had put everyone’s happiness before her own and it had almost cost her her life. She no longer had that luxury. She needed to find a way to stand on her own two feet. She just didn’t want to be afraid anymore, but in doing so, she might have lost the man that she loved.

Look I have no interest in this type of story

Okay fine! But I am doing this under protest!

I was huddled in the corner of the room as usual. I heard the door open and someone entered.

"Jessie?" I know that voice.

"James?" hope beyond hope.

"Yes Jessie its me."came the gentle reply of my former dormmate.

I got up and looked for him. There was James Patterson just in the entrance of my prison cell. I ran to him and clutched him like a liferaft of hope.