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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.
Alex must deal with being outed by a well meaning guest. Christmas continues
to surprise everyone at The Haven. I wanted so badly to have this done by Christmas,
but real life kept getting in the way. Nothing bad - just a lot of things happening
at once. Thank you to everyone who has been following the story!
Now for the Final Act of this story...
With that he wandered to greet the guests as they arrived. We seated ourselves in the shade of the big tent and indulged in some people watching. Since most of the guests were of her parent's generation, we weren't disturbed for quite some time as guests greeted one another.
Mom and dad were merciful, they didn't disturb us until we were ready to get up. It's a good thing we had gotten used to sharing a bathroom, because it takes a while to get beautiful. We didn't go all out like the day before, Aida gave us a much simpler look for a casual day. I resolved to start learning how to do makeup magic if I had any intention of letting Lori out more often when this week was over.
Aureo has to get out of town. Fast and by any means.
Hiring on to the Neville Express - a thousand-wagon-long train - gives him the chance to start his life anew.
In more ways than he expects.
The
company have reached Faralan. They are welcomed with open arms and a
desire for the country to join the Federation. However, the recent
war has made those waiting for the visitors cautious, resulting in
some unexpected questions - and the visitors to raise a few of their
own.
The
Voyage of the Visund
A
tale of Anmar by Penny Lane
64
- An Unexpected Welcome
Introducing characters and locations first revealed in Tales of Upper Fanir by Julia Phillips.
Nana Bev locates Jamie and begins to track her from their spaceship 'Digger'. Now the military become involved because of Jamie's high status value as a donor.
Authors Note:
This is a story that I started intending it to be my entry for the BCTS Christmas 2021 Contest. In the end, I decided that it was not ‘Christmassy’ enough so I didn’t submit it.
My Daddy Man
A Little Story written for a sissy fan
By Maryanne Peters
He may not be the best-looking man in the world, or the strongest, but I am his girl and that is all the matters to me.
When I think of all the years I wasted being Stephen sometimes I feel like bursting into tears. Sometimes I do, just because I can. Girls like me cry often. Not tragic tears, just boo hoo tears. I am like a little girl, which exactly how I want to be.
That was one of the longest weeks in my life. I strove mightily to get things in shape so I could take the next week off. With Aida pulling evening shift so she could get the weekend off to meet my parents our only direct contact was last night's comedy. It helps when you're the boss, playing with the schedule is a bit easier that way. Also, her people were excited that she would be meeting her fiancée's parents. They were in on the scam with her parents, but not with the scam with me.
Absurdly, ironically, I wanted someone else to validate my choice;
to tell me whether my desires and feelings were enough,
when it came to making a decision for myself.
Ripper knocks on the old townhouse door. After a few minutes, it opens and standing in the doorway is an older oriental woman wearing a dark gown. A smile appears on her face as she steps aside to let Ripper in.
“What do I owe this visit?” As she shuts the door behind Ripper as she walks in.
Ripper turns around and looks up into Lee’s hazel eyes “I need some advice on how to deal with a supernatural creature and, I could use one of your special massages.” As Ripper steps close to Lee.
I was out the door at quitting time, something that was not all that common. After all, what else do I have to do? Watch the tube, eat dinner, read a book, wash my clothes? Big deal. I liked my job and staying until I found a good place to stop didn't bother me at all.
This was written for the enjoyment of a reader on another site. It is a (sort of forced) sissy story. It contains sex.
Sam’s head spun as he woke up. His mouth felt so dry. He forced his eyes open and immediately took a sharp intake of breath. Above him was a pink canopy. As he blinked, he noticed his long lashes.
He tried to sit up and realised his hand were tied to the bed. He looked down at his body and got his second shock. He saw he was wearing, what he assumed was a dress. He couldn’t see much past his huge breast.
When we got back to the table and sat down we were quizzed by Annette on how we knew Mrs. Butcher, and I said that it had been in a professional capacity in an earlier life.
Annette wanted to know what my profession was and I just said, “Drunkard, but I’m over that now.”
We found out that Mr. Butcher was the Chairman of the Industry Board and the Head of the Building Approvals on the local council. He and his wife were the main organisers of this event and we were told that if we were going to help out everyone was happy with that.
Necromantra was one of the paramount villainesses in the Malibu Ultraverse. This story probes some of the mysteries surrounding Necromantra that went unanswered due to the closing of Malibu Comics in 1996. It continues the Necromantra miniseries published in 1995 by Malibu Comics and reveals the aftermath of those events.
"Oh Lauren, I'm so sorry," cried Aida. "I was just so damn mad at that bitch with her 'bring your fiancé crap. She knew damn well that I don't have a fiancé."
‘Now then Jules let me look at you please. They made a good job of the uniform don’t you agree? Turn around please let me see you from the back. I hope you like it. It looks snug and comfortable. No bumps or VPL to be seen. I don’t think you need to bother changing the trousers to a men’s cut. I recommend you keep that style and fit.’
The following story was told to me by my friend Lana Tiffany Edwards, Lana Edward's grandfather, Elijah Edwards was Benton's undertaker for decades before he passed away from old age. He was also an avid collector of ghost stories. And one of those stories he loved to tell all those who would listen was about a farmer who was expecting his first child, when his child was born he was overjoyed to find out that his exhausted wife had given birth two twin boys. But his joy quickly turned to horror and shame as he noticed that the twins were conjoined.
At this point I have to admit to a certain ambivalence. I had fantasized about making love to Aida more than once, but I chickened out long before she could say 'yes.' At that point the memories of my first - and only - experience with sexual intimacy messed things up. Now she had unmistakably said 'yes.'
Another great sports story from Angela Rasch on Kindle from DopplerPress!
Orphaned, Angel has to move to live with his uncle. Even though a standout athlete in Illinois, he's having trouble finding a place to fit in Pecos. Angel played soccer back in the Midwest, but that isn’t even an option in this gridiron-crazed, West Texas town. He gets a job in a Dairy Queen, but it seems mostly due to a misunderstanding and his life goes off in a new direction....
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