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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Is there a perfect time to make a wish? Is there a perfect wish to make? Jo knew the answers.

Rock Me a Little Christmas Baby
A Blue Moon Drabble

by Donna Lamb

Beyond Galactic Marshal
by
Hilltopper

Chapter 12

As soon as Tiana left, the shaman walked back in carrying a pair of beaded moccasins that were almost to the knees. He looked at me and smiled big.

“Now you look like my vision. Our people will accept you as our female spiritual leader.”

“We did not come to be modest,” I said, “these kids health has been hit hard; our love needs to be beyond us feeling good. We want to be assured this would benefit both floors and show our caring beyond Tuesday night.” With the knowledge, we will not forget and we will be back, Cheryl seems to be well impressed... Heather spoke, “I don’t think they will allow much of your money to go for others...”
Darla, “Anne has a following in our office, we'll help her do what's right... Holding Tracy in my arms, ready to leave. “You’re an angel and not just an elf, aren’t you?”

My Office Gift Chapter 2 Giving Back the Gift by Jessica C Copyright © 2012,2013 Jessica C All Rights Reserved.

Antepenultimate

This is Part 2. Read 'Preantepenultimate' first.

By Katherine Day

It was the dead of night as the young catholic schoolgirl skipped across the parking lot. The old asphalt with its many cracks was still giving off heat from the long hot summers day. She carried nothing but what looked to be a small fashionable purse with her. It was very late to see such a schoolgirl out on a Wednesday night. There was not to be a holiday the next day nor on the Friday following. For the few older teen boys hanging out behind the old abandoned theater she was a tempting piece of meat.

The last thing I remember was walking into my cheap apartment after a rowdy night with the guys. This is pretty much the same as every other night when one goes to a university in which your parents are paving the way for you. I was to graduate from university in another month or two. My grades were all top scores, which is kinda hard to not get when your two apartment mates have been various tutors in the subjects you were taking. My only escape from the horrid life dictated by my parents before I was even out of the crib was partying.