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Against his better judgement, a man gives his wife a very feminine piece
of lingerie for their anniversary. She does not appreciate the gesture and makes
an offer that he takes her up on.
The next story I'm going to share with you was told to me by Junior Scoutmaster Emma Jeanette Pierce. I'm also going to confess I went a little overboard with the name of the story. I don't apologize for it at all though, mostly because it conjures up perfectly the vibe I want to capture with these stories.
The Ghostly Dancer at the Annual Cotillion Ball
Told By
Emma Jeanette Pierce
Ich hatte schon immer eine Leidenschaft für Hunde, habe bisher aber nie selbst einen gehabt.
Wenn es nach mir ginge, dann würde ich mir einen Golden Retriever zulegen, um ihm dann ein gutes Herrchen zu sein.
Doch leider spielt meine Freundin da nicht mit.
Zwar mag auch sie Hunde und findet auch den Rüden unseres Kumpels toll, ebenfalls ein Golden Retriever, aber für sie selbst kam bisher nie ein eigener Hund infrage.
Randy loves nothing more in life than motorcycles. When his friend Nick gives him the opportunity to join in as monkey during a sidecar race, he jumps at the chance -- even if it means wearing pink leathers.
Jarod succeeds in school, hiding his natural desire to be a girl, but finds joy only when being Jane.
As he enters puberty he encounters challenges with other girls, while his mother ponders his future.
Proudly with his head and tail held high, he ignored the useless chaff that hung about seeking favors from their betters. He had little respect for these courtiers who had never been entrusted with the most sacred of all duties. Being feline, all were of course Royalty, Princes and Princesses every last one, but there was only one Queen.
I wish I could say she was a sweet, lovable child, but I can't.
It's not that there's anything wrong with Dexie; she's not a bad kid.
She's like an empty cardboard box.
It's not that she's closed-off emotionally; there's just nothing there.
The kids at school, even Carla — her best friend — call her The Strange Girl,
and oddly enough Dexie seems to like the name.
The road of life is filled with ups and downs. These can be hills and valleys spanning a wondrous vista. But let us not forget that even on our most favorite roads there may be potholes and hairpin curves.
Harold cast his girlfriend a sideways glance. "That's what you said about having your birthday party-"
"-party at Kevin's World of Waffles, I know, but this is different, and there's no strawberry syrup in sight." She gave him her patent mischievous grin.
"No... just dresses." Giving a meaningful look to the flowery concoction surrounding him, Harold sighed.
"You agreed to try out with me," Molly whined.
Harold snorted, but and pushed through the door, ready to try out for the Dancing Bunnies.
'She collected her rucksack, and pausing to gently kiss Ari on the forehead, she slipped from the room, quietly closing the door behind her. As much as she wanted him with her, she knew this was a journey only she could take.'
Chapter 17 — A little fire burns a great deal of corn
The following conversation takes place in a future when you can change your sex back and forth after you’re 18. The participants are two 12 year old boys. One who wants to become a woman as soon as he hits 18.
I didn't go in, Susie came out. I was flat on my back again, but this time I had Susie on top of me. "Hansel and Gretel?" I gasped, "Laurel and Hardy more like."
Being sixteen is a big deal for a teenager, it's an even bigger deal when you've transformed yourself into a girl using powers you didn't even know you had.
Coping with a new body is one thing, learning to harness your new abilities is something else, then add a fledgling career as a model on top. It's fortunate Shannon has her friends at her side as she follows in her sister's footsteps.
It's bad enough having classroom politics, now you have to worry about celestials and demons and the fate of your world and several others... and it's not even Wednesday.
"Wh-what?!" said the man, scandalized. "That's outrageous! We're not child stalkers! We're agents of the US government, here looking for known lawbreakers you're sheltering!"
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