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In this chapter, Emily navigates a day at school that begins with promising moments of confidence and connection but takes an unexpected turn when she faces peer pressure and finds herself in a difficult situation. As the consequences of her choices unfold, Emily is forced to confront the disappointment of those who support her, while grappling with feelings of shame and a growing determination to make better decisions.
Now that the truth has been revealed, Quinn and Ricky have a lot to deal with.
Each has their own struggles as they try to figure out what is best for themselves.
This story is based on a real club that existed in Southport, England in the 80's and early 90's. The events and characters are entirely fictional.
This story contains political incorrectness, intolerance,swearing, sexual references and the usual vernacular references as made by teenagers when their parents are out of earshot. If you want a Disney piece, this is not for you.
The story centres around two teenage boys, their girlfriends and their underage exploits when attending the local rock club.
It is my first attempt at writing this type of story, normally its more verse, song or functional design specifications! (Although it might be an idea to write a Spec. out for what I would like to be)....
Lastly, let me know if you are interested in me posting the next bit.
May the blessings of the day be upon you and yours – J
Either Do it Right, or Don't Do it at All
Part 10
by:
Lilith Langtree
Let it be known that nobody and I seriously mean nobody is a cuter couple than Denise and I. It boggles the mind to even contemplate the utter cuteness of us, am I right, or am I right?
Teenage Brandos stalk her in the halls
They tease her with cat calls
She's a combination Anita Eckberg, Mamie van Doren
Dagmar High School confidential
(High School Confidential, by Carole Pope and Kevan Staples)
I had dropped the girls off at school and now I had to come back home and take care of my domestic chores. Fiona had ordered me back into my empathy suit and a maid's uniform for doing chores around the house, I pulled on a pair of black tights for convenience and threw on my maid's dress. I wished I didn't have to wear high heels for cooking and cleaning but it was her rules. It was a little irritating how she would lounge on the couch and watch golf while I would go at the furniture with a feather duster.
“My dad went… kind of insane after Mum died. He wasn’t violent… I guess I’m lucky there. He got angry, though… at me. But he wasn’t actually a bad guy. He wound up getting drunk a lot lately. But he… didn’t take it too well that he was losing his only son. He… kinda let it slip at the pub I’d caught BS. People started making fun of me for getting the “queer virus”… and he reacted badly.”
When I didn't respond, he repeated that last word with more strength than before. I found myself nodding slowly as I found myself lost in his deep black eyes, like falling into a deep abyss and not knowing about it until it was too late.
“Good,” he said as he left me alone.
I was woken from my stupor by the click-clack of heels on stone. I looked at the direction where the sound came from and saw at the archway a flurry of purple cloth and long dark hair that disappeared as the figure walked along the other side of the wall.
So there was someone here, I thought. A woman, judging from the dress and long hair. Was she here all these time?
A man and his two sons have been selected to participate in a reality show. They think that they will take part in an "Amazon Adventure Challenge." In reality, they will transform into three black women and compete against other teams for the next six months. The guys will participate in girly challenges, dance classes, and learn how to be women. For the finale, all the contestants enter a beauty pagent and America votes for the winning family!
This is an early piece written last year. I hope I have improved since then.
If you are under 18 you should not read this story.
Synopsis: John Baker married a woman who for her own devious purposes, after a few years of what seemed to be a normal happy marriage, began to dominate him, feminize him, turning him into a housemaid and eventually cuckolding him.
Gazing out of the window, I could see some boys playing football on one of the pitches in the distance. In a way I envied them because they could be just themselves and enjoy playing the game.
Take two young people: - John in England and Amy in California. Take a common factor: - both recognised that they had been born into the wrong gender. As they grow up, they realise that their bodies are in imminent danger of changing into something neither wants.
Result: - Two very unhappy souls.
Their dreams are the only place they can find solace. Then they start to dream of each other, and to get a little glimpse of the other’s life. Over time they learn how to crossover at will and not just when asleep. They start to leave childhood behind as puberty beckons. The lines become blurred, who is where?
Solution: - One of them takes the bold step and suggests they try to live each other’s lives. Will it work?
By Swishy
Michael Taylor was a 17-year-old boy living in a town in Australia. Something happened and he found himself on a path to becoming a 17-year-old girl. This is a story about an ordinary teenager that had something extraordinary happen to him and how he tried to cope.
Gemma's story picks up. It's the morning of day of the Debutante Ball and Gemma is already late for a reason.
She looked up as she began to play the guitar in earnest. There was about ten people in the area and no one was paying her any attention. She concentrated on what she was doing. First she played four of her more challenging Spanish pieces. Angel looked up and there were more people and they were closer to her, but seemed disinterested in what she was doing.
Cary tried to pay attention to the movie, but just like the walk to the restaurant he kept finding his eyes wandering over to the beautiful creature next to him. *I REALLY need to talk to Miriam about this. This is insane.* Miriam turned her face away from the screen and smiled at him briefly, and he felt the blood rushing to his cheeks.
The feeling of embarrassment quickly turned to one of surprise. Her face never left the screen as her small hand travelled across the armrest, hovering above his right thigh, before dipping between his legs...
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