Orphaned at age 14, Angelo is a delicate boy who may be the lovely daughter that his new foster mother always wanted. Their mother-daughter relationship runs into obstacles that challenges him becoming the girl he really is.

This is a monologue I wrote for auditions to be in a local play.
I haven't read it yet, but I do hope that I get bonus points for writing my own...

These are the thoughts of a long forgotten diary right before it receives its final entry from an unexpected author.

Warning: This is a bit darker than what I usually write.

A Final Entry
Copyright 2008 by Heather Rose Brown
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Just who is the ‘Doctor’ character, and what does he want with Cathy?

I felt for my willie, but only found a “front bottom”! After having a wee–I had to sit down, natch–I cleaned myself up, flushed, rearranged my clothing and opened the door.

‘Auntie Greta! Can you come here a minute. Something terrible has happened!’

Carl's attention was only drawn away from his little sister for a moment, but it was long enough for her to be attacked. How will Carl choose to react, and what will be the repercussions of that choice?

Brianna's Big Brother - Chapter 4
Copyright 2008 by Heather Rose Brown
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Ally in Wonderland

by Maggie O'Malley

This is a stand alone story, but we recommend that you read "Baruchah and Maggie's Magic Closet" first. (click on the title)

Secondary Education
Tyla Flowers
[email protected]

Chapter 12, My Missing Pieces

Oprah’s over, Rikki Lake’s not on yet, and Dr. Phil depresses me. So I flick off the television.
I pick up a month-old "Us" magazine: Lindsey’s back in rehab, Paris is busted for DUI again, same old, same old. I throw it back on the table and wish I had something to do.

The Oaf stood partly blocking the way into the villa. As I pushed past him he pressed his body into mine, casually squeezing my bum. He lowered his head towards me and I smelt the beer on his breath.

"I know your secret girly-boy", he whispered into my ear as his fetid breath washed over my face. I walked a metre away, turned around, looked at him and assumed an angry posture.

"What are you talking about?", I demanded

                    The Price to Pay - Vol. 3.5 - Outed?

                    by Alys

I took his left hand and placed it on my right breast. He squeezed me gently and gently fingered my nipple. Little waves of pleasure radiated out.

"How does that feel?", I asked a little breathily.

"Totally weird........"

          The Price to Pay - Vol. 3.4

          by Alys

I took off my cardigan and carefully arranged it on the back of the chair, I was so glad to feel some cooler air on my skin although my low cut, strappy dress didn't leave a lot to the imagination and I felt somewhat exposed. I turned back to continue talking to my parents and then I noticed that my father's gaze seemed to have shifted. He no longer had eye contact with either my mum or me. With a shock I suddenly realised what had caught his attention.

"Dad you're staring at my boobs!"

               The Price to Pay - Vol. 3.3

               by Alys

"Howzat?", I shouted in cricket lingo, grabbing the cricket ball from my groin and holding it aloft. I heard other team mates repeating the refrain. I beamed at them all. Something about their expression surprised me. Reality dawned. I took the only action possible, grabbed my groin and began to writhe on the floor, moaning in apparent pain. It was an Oscar winning performance.......

               The Price to Pay - Vol. 3.2

               by Alys

The Nostalgia Train

by Maggie O Malley and shalimar

After we tried some of the normal rides in the amusement park Eric and I saw a ride called the Nostalgia Train and were curious what it was all about so we went to the information booth connected to it and found out.

Ma‘at

Chapter 6: Hypatia
By Itinerant

Synopsis: Sometimes there's no way to win, but you must fight to preserve what you can ...

Looking over her shoulder, Christina saw that her uncle was busy in the back room. She temporarily deserted her post behind the counter and walked to the far corner of the store where Richard had gone. As she rounded the corner of the aisle, she felt two hands on her hips lift her up off the ground and deposit her onto the glass freezer case where ice cream and other frozen goods were kept.
"Maybe I can help you warm up," Richard flirted as he wrapped his arms around Christina's waist. He gave her a long kiss and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.