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Themed cruises are the new travel sensation. It is just a question of meeting a demand. In the travel business we have discovered that there are some “kinky” cruise options which may not be able to fill a whole ship, but if we charter for a whole bunch of different sexual proclivities in a single voyage, the only common and required ingredient is tolerance.
The doctor's prognosis left Stevie with a lot to process. Now, he has to figure
out how he's going to live his life. Thank you all for your amazing support and
kind words. I am so happy that so many of you are enjoying the story.
This has been a very tough week here.
John was pissed that he died on the beach at Normandy.
It was June 6, 1944 and to say Private John Burton was unhappy would be an understatement. Even though he had heard General Eisenhower's speech on the radio, he really wanted to be elsewhere. Not that he wasn't a red-blooded American and not that he didn't grasp the importance of the mission. It's just that he was convinced there was a German bullet with his name on it. It was a feeling he just couldn't shake. All the trouble his parents went through to raise him, scolding him into good behavior, getting onto him to make good grades. And then all the money and effort Uncle Sam went through to prepare and train him for this exact moment, everything his life was moving towards would come to a wasted end on a beach in France he'd never heard of. He just knew it. And he was mightily annoyed about it.
Being annoyed couldn't describe how John felt when not even ten feet from the landing craft onto the sands of the beach before being cut down by German machine gun fire. Talk about being angry as he fell onto the sand...
And then even more angry when he woke up in another time and place as a naked teen girl...
This is a story of a prank gone wrong. It is a stand alone tale but I have left the end open so that I might write several endings in the future, enjoy.
Jamie is just your average kid about to start at Pepper Creek Junior High. This, however is a world where gender is taught in school, and junior high is definitely differant to what you're used to...
My second novel from the universe of Darra Von - This takes two of the characters from the Making of Nibs and follows them for a year until they like the Vixens go to the Academy.
Jack is a boy nothing like what his name would suggest. Shy and nervous around people, and often completely ignored. However, when he vists a summer camp much to his protest and gets his clothes wet, he can only find a girls' uniform, leading him to disover a lot about girls and boys, as well as himself.
The Boy Who Wasn't Seen
and
The Girl Who Couldn't Speak Chapter 1
Angel returns and finds himself caught in several webs of intrigue. New characters get introduced, old ones return and the face of the adversary begins to emerge.
Part 2 of 5. Fifth installment of the Angel series. Lafey Family appears courtesy of Lavyril Exquisite Productions and were fabulous, just fabulous!
With a pharmaceutical magnate’s assassins hunting for him, David’s survival depends on living the life of Cindy for longer than expected. Can David suppress his macho instincts and play the feminine role long enough to escape the plot against him--even as the past begins to catch up to him? Welcome to season two of Constant in All Other Things!
Joanie meets the Princes of Plumbing and the King, the Meridian Foundation endowment and chair are announced causing an assistant administrator to lose her cool and Joanie has one heck of a Sixties flashback in medical.
Our heroine shows her cycle to a friendly twin, trys mending fences with a sour-puss, meets with department heads and finds out why she and Sam are the butt of Carson's and Delarose's jokes.
Book Two opens with Joan and Sam sharing a very special night locked in embrace. The two teens continue to grow and evolve both together and separately.
Synopsis: It's been a year since the end of TWINS, and Kari and Kathy have settled into suburban domestic bliss, where the most exciting thing is a trip to the mall. Come follow the heroines of TWINS on a typical girl's day out, the ending is going to be anything but boring.
This is the first part of the sequel to TWINS, which you need to have read to understand this.
This story is incomplete. However this first part can stand by itself.
The Leader narrowed its pupils, just a bit... the equivalent of a slight smile for its species. The most important of the group were already supporting the plan. The others would go along, eventually. It sat back and let them plot and scheme, only occasionally asking a question or making a suggestion. Yes, this would work well...
"Granny, Granny, please tell us a story! Pretty please, Granny!" said nine year old Linda as she sat on the floor with her twin sister Julia.
They had on matching sky blue blouses and navy blue skorts which each had embroidered a red rose with green stem and leaves as well as the first initial of their name. They both looked precious in their white knee socks and black Mary Jane's. Each of them looked intently at me with their deep blue eyes, resisting the temptation to twirl their long blonde hair in their fingers, since they loved my stories.
Before I could answer, Julia burst out, "Tell us a new one, Granny! Pretty, please!"
Brian never wanted to be a girl, but when you have an actress for an older sister, a HUGE resemblance to her, and then throw in an agent who would do pretty much anything to get a contract — it was better to go with the flow, wasn't it?
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