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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.
In this chapter, Emily navigates the complexities of her school day, grappling with lingering emotions and the weight of recent events. Amidst the noise of her peers and the quiet battles within herself, she finds small moments of connection and resolve. Through interactions that challenge her sense of belonging and decisions that test her strength, Emily takes steps toward understanding herself and the choices that define her path.
Twelve year old Johnny wants to play Barbies with his sisters, but Barbies are for girls. How can Johnny join the game? A sweet, sentimental story about a young boy's discovery of the girl he should have been with the help of his sisters and mother. This is a story I wrote a couple of years ago and I am posting it here for those who would like to know more about Dr. Jenny Mitchell. It is complete, for those who anguish over being left hanging, but too long for a single post.
Simon went off to work and I felt glad that he was going to do what he could to help. I knew his family had loads of influence, but they'd have to play it a bit carefully or be accused of trying to influence an independent organisation.
Twelve year old Johnny wants to play Barbies with his sisters, but Barbies are for girls. How can Johnny join the game? A sweet, sentimental story about a young boy's discovery of the girl he should have been with the help of his sisters and mother. This is a story I wrote a couple of years ago and I am posting it here for those who would like to know more about Dr. Jenny Mitchell. It is complete, for those who anguish over being left hanging, but too long for a single post.
In the late Christmas afternoon I was in my room, sitting in a chair, hugging my knees and feeling glad to be clean and warm, when I heard two women talking outside. It sounded like friendly banter, but it never stopped or let up. I figured that the two were walking slowly, but they never seemed to move on. And they didn't quit jabbering for an instant. Finally, out of curiosity, I looked out the window.
What Maisie Knew: A Marcie Donner Story, by Kaleigh Way
Twelve year old Johnny wants to play Barbies with his sisters, but Barbies are for girls. How can Johnny join the game? A sweet, sentimental story about a young boy's discovery of the girl he should have been with the help of his sisters and mother. This is a story I wrote a couple of years ago and I am posting it here for those who would like to know more about Dr. Jenny Mitchell from my story "All Dolled Up". It is complete, for those who anguish over being left hanging, but too long for a single post.
At Aunt Greta’s–
School ’n Stuff
by Gabi
Chapter 5 of a Continuing Saga
FOLLOWING THE SOMEWHAT shattering discovery that after my latest sojourn back to 1944 I had returned with a girl’s body, Mummy and Auntie Greta had taken me shopping for girl clothes, and Mummy used her mobile to ’phone Dr MacNeish who said that luckily she had had a cancellation and could see me at five o’clock that afternoon.
The old story of the scorpion and the frog came to mind. Maisie would be the scorpion... striking out at people is part of her nature. Maybe someday she could heal and change. Maybe. In a way, it didn't matter, because I knew that from now on, at least a part of me would always have an eye on her, ever vigilant. I'd been stung already, and I wasn't going to get stung again.
What Maisie Knew: A Marcie Donner Story, by Kaleigh Way
Four wives fed up with the way their husbands treat them, decide the shoe or is that the high heel belongs on the other foot.
Copyright 1996,1998,2000 by Vickie Tern
This story is not intended for anyone below the age of consent. They
will have to be corrupted by their own erotic imaginations.
For readers of my past work, I should tell you that this is an incomplete story, as of this moment. I am working on other chapters, and will post them once I get the entire thing done.
Thank you for your patience, and I apologize if I left you hanging.
Easy As Falling Off A Mike.
by: Angharad
part: 282.
I sat silently in the chair, the one opposite was empty as was the bed. Feeling my knees shaking, I stood up and looked around. The room was empty and the little bathroom attached was equally devoid of human life forms.
"Talk to her?" Maisie laughed. "Are you kidding? Are you out of your mind? Her brother tries to kill you, and you want to talk to her? What is there to talk about?"
What Maisie Knew: A Marcie Donner Story, by Kaleigh Way
Rorie was released from the hospital seven days after she was admitted. She thanked Dr. Goldberg for everything he had done and her mother, Tara and Keri escorted her home. She stayed in bed at home for another two weeks while her body finished repairing itself. Keri visited Rorie more at her home than she was allowed to at the hospital and helped out with everything from bringing her meals to changing the sheets on the bed once or twice and helping her with her makeup. When Keri began doing Rorie's makeup at the hospital, she decided that she should teach Rorie how to use makeup, and it became a regular part of time together. During Rorie's home convalescence, she and Keri began to discuss making their third date happen.
During the next two weeks, Rorie could get up out of bed, but she would tire very quickly, and their third date would have to wait a while longer.
Six weeks after the accident, Rorie and Keri finally got a chance to have their third date — alone. They arranged to have their third date at Rorie’s home at a time when Rorie’s mother would not be there. She was attending the retirement party of a coworker one Friday night and Rorie chose exactly that Friday for her date with Keri. She coaxed Tara to make plans elsewhere with her friends and Tara, with a wry smile on her face, agreed to be out of the house.
Worlds where being different ISN'T your biggest problem!
Murder at the Shapeshifters' Ball by Rodford Edmiston Buy it on Kindle
Stickmaker's collection of classic SciFi Transformation Tales leads off with a great detective yarn!
Everybody who can be anybody is at the party, including someone willing to kill a beautiful elf!
Thirteen stories set in about ten different worlds deliver mystery, suspense and adventure. With a few important transgender transformations among the furries, aliens and fantastic creatures!
There's a sample of the first story after the break!
"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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