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CAUTION: There are some references to rape and miscarriage in this chapter
“Well perhaps you will next time then. Anyway I hope you don't have plans for tonight because as of now you're lined up for a mainstream talk show interview at nine. I'm not sure where at the moment as both ITV and the BBC are bidding for you, and I need to talk to Karen to find out how she wants to handle things.
“If I were you I'd clear my diary for the rest of the week too, as I suspect there'll be a few more offers in the pipeline. Wear something nice tonight won't you dear? I'll arrange for a car to pick you up at eight.”
It was 15 to 20 minutes before we found De Marcos and we were all feeling the cold by the time we arrived. None of us wanted to carry coats all evening since we would be drinking in a few bars. So trust Jessica to toughen us up expecting us to walk in the cold.
After another awkward encounter with the Mistress of the
Wardrobe Garia has to cope with the appearance of a murder victim's
body followed by the return of some familiar faces.
I came home from work, ready for a weeks holiday. I had a nice quiet week
planned, some DIY, some resting and possibly some dressing up.
All my plans were shattered as I walked in my front door and saw my
very determined wife, arms crossed in front of her, while she sat
in front of the computer.The screen showing what I had thought were
my private files, containing stories and fantasies about cross dressing.
When Zachary has to go back to Tiffany's house dressed as Bailey,
he finds Tiffany and Kate have already made new plans to include his feminine alter-ego.
He's stuck with the choice of an average fireworks show as Zach,
or a fun all girls Fourth of July pool party as Bailey...
Some Kind of Wonderful- Part Nineteen
by:
Enemyoffun
Charlie Sandsmark and his mother, Helena, travel around the world from one archaeological dig to another, looking for evidence of the ancient Amazonian culture. So far they have found nothing, until Charlie discovers something wonderful about himself on a small island in the Aegean Sea.
Aren’t these the same arms that carried him?
Aren’t these the same eyes that saw her play…
the same ears that heard them sing?
I wish they’d change their minds
The Half Lilin: By The Light Of The Moon (Chapter 9)
By Shinieris
She looked worried when she said, "Umm, I don't know. Maybe you're seeing the date of death for this body. You're likely seeing the death of 'Sue', not 'Mihael'.
"I don't like it either way, Sue."
"Death is the fate of all things living. Through death, life is born and prosper, until death claims them too and the cycle repeats again and again and again."
"See, this is the problem with you angels. You always sound so positive about everything."
In which Drustan finds himself in the thick of it again. Not much 'TG' stuff in this chapter but their progress to get Aiofe to Carthage is advanced by the sucessful victory over the Barbary pirates.
The Angry Mermaid 15.
Or.
Y Morforwyn Dicllon 15
Mabina. The youngest daughter and Twin to
Drustan Her twin brother.
Grandpa Erin the twins grandfather.
Giana The twins grandmother
Caderyn The twins father.
Herenoie The twins wise and beautiful mother.
Morgaran The Twins oldest brother.
Marilyn's Impossible Dream, or She's So Pretty — Chapter 30
By Katherine Day
(Copyright 2011)
Merritt Lane McGraw feels he is a girl, but he is living through the Great Depression and World War II. It is a period before the words “crossdresser” and “transgender” were in the vocabulary and a time before sexual assignment surgery was a possibility. Is he a boy or a girl? His confusion leads him into many strange encounters.
“Why did you come after me?” I asked as Mom opened the door on the van. She looked at me and Abby and realized that Abby had the situation under control.
“Because I’ve been in your shoes…” Was Abby’s simple, but profound statement. I slowly glanced up at her.
Wish they’d come.
What was wrong?
Which of us is wrong?
Don’t they love me? I guess not.
“I love you!”
Yes…I know… I don’t know how to say it
without it sounding like a Hallmark card, but
thank you for loving me when no one else would.
I wish they did.
I’d been home at Mom and Dad’s insistence for a few days now. They just wanted me to adjust to being home and safe while keeping me clear of my friends and Mattie. I still talked to them online but it was hard to not pull my hair out over the way that they talked.
Amy: “You’re like so totally getting like major sympathy votes because of what like happened.”
Stacy: “Oh like totally you’re really rocking it Sunny! OMG!!! You’re so totally rocking the whole like sick vote.”
“This week has been like heaven to me, right up until ten minutes ago. If you're going to chew me up and spit me out then please stop chewing and spit. I don't think I can stand another round with you.”
Oh God no. He let go of my suddenly numb fingers and walked back up the hill. A chill spread through me rooting me to the spot, fixing a horrified mask on my face. No God, no, please no.
The tears wouldn't come, they were frozen somewhere inside.
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