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CHAPTER 30
Mr Edwards was the one who picked us up from the station, with a forceful hug for both of us together and then each in turn, and an even more forceful reminder that we had less than a week before the start of the new school year.
“Going to need to split up, girls. The last thing any of us needs is for the gossip mill to get started”
Alys squeezed my arm, then put a finger to my lips as I started to speak.
“I know what Enfys wants to say, Dad, and it will be stuff about not being ashamed, all that”
"We had a great time. Silly me, I thought that he was going to take our relationship to another level. Then I get this huge bunch of flowers and a card telling me that it was all over," said Michelle.
Dining room, Susan’s and Sasha’s Mansion:
Gracie, Robyn, Emily, Bunnie, Sandy, Rose, Susan, Kayla, and Sasha were sitting around the dining room table listening and looking towards the front of the table. Standing at the front of the table were Sasha’s older brother Jason and his adopted daughter Tullia. She was acting as his assistant tonight and was around Gracie’s age.
Jason looks at his baby sister's family as he prepares himself to give Sasha the bad news. He knew she wasn’t going to like what he was about to tell her.
Victor was dressed in a very juvenile outfit, a pair of soft pink bib overall, the shorts were very short and awfully tight, pressing on his chastity cage, pushing it back while the back seam really dug into his bottom, creating a small lifting effect for his butt cheeks. Pants in this store were no better than skirts at all. The front had the words “CC’s Cutest Sissy” Embroidered on them. He felt anything but cute though. Underneath that overall he wore a simple baby blue t-shirt with short puffed up sleeves and a V-neck.
“I can’t believe you traded down from your Hellcat to this car.” Autumn looks at the inside of the Hyundai Sonata GLS they had gotten.
“My Hellcat sticks out and would have been spotted if I used it to stake out your father. This car blends in better and is low-key.” Carla was happy that Terry had several cars she could use for surveillance work.
“But I thought you just got your Hellcat?” Autumn was confused.
“I did, I just need a car that won’t get spotted.” Carla was thankful Terry could help her out.
I signed the forms and kissed Margo before I was taken away for my ‘simple procedure’ as the surgeon put it. Before long I was prepped and on a trolley heading for the theatre. I gave my dick a little pat as I went and whispered, “Thanks pal; we had some fun, didn’t we?”
Carol at Age Fifteen:
Carol looks at the four needles she managed to get from a friend that sold drugs. She was tired of waiting until she was sixteen years old to have the surgery to get her vagina. She heard what these drugs could do and wanted to be a true girl now.
She puts two of the needles into her left arm and puts the other two needles into her breasts. One needle per breast. She was glad she had the house to herself because otherwise, she would have to wait until everyone was asleep.
Looking himself over one last time, he nodded with resigned satisfaction. The blue satin dress looked good on him, flattering his natural curves and making him appear to be every bit the pre-teen girl he was made to become. His visits with Jennifer and the Healy family and to their church over the past two weeks had been blissful reprieves from his home life. While his parents were happy to have him come and go as he pleased, when he was home he'd had to endure a new round of pushing from his parents.
“Oh, my aching head.” Bill gets up off the floor of his apartment and walks towards the bathroom.
His head was pounding a minute and he was half awake. He brushes his light brown hair out of his eyes. When he goes to pee, he notices something was wrong. First, the toilet looked bigger to him. Secondly, when he goes to grab his penis, he notices it was gone. He starts feeling his bladder ready to release.
I was asked to write this by someone on another site. This is not my normal stuff. It is a about a TV mistress with a couple of servant/slaves
One of them is obsessed with her feet. I did it to see if i could. It contains forced bi sex.
As I drove home, I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. The Mercedes has very soft seats but the beating I had got from my client tonight was more severe than I intended.
As an apology for the double post of Uplifting, here is the next post of 'Songs for Two Lives.'
Part 5 The Magic Bus
I settled into my new life. My new manager told me I was lucky to have got the job as the budget had been limited the day after and that he wasn’t able to employ any more staff.
The job wasn’t difficult; I just had a database of all the properties that the council managed as well as another of the waiting list. My hardest part was matching properties with the right number of people in a family.
Sorry about the double up. It's been one of those days!
Uplifting Thirteen
Shelly looked through more of the diary while we were waiting for DCI Jones. She had a very thoughtful look on her face by the time he came in. He was a really well-built and fit guy and she told us that he was the chief of the CID at the station as she introduced us.
He asked what was going on and she gave him the diary, open at the marked page, and asked him to take a read.
I quietly spoke to my make-up artist, “There’s two girls here as our PA’s. They’re experienced models, signed on with our agency, and you’ve worked with them before, I think.” and gave her a wink.
She left me and went out to see Mario, coming back to return the wink before saying “I’m going to love working with you, honey. Those other girls have been a right pain in the arse for weeks.”
When we left the cubicles to go on set we both looked like a million dollars.
Family Counselling
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters
Scene 1 The Consulting Rooms of Dr. M T Shieff
“I am sympathetic to your position, but I also have ethical considerations.” As he spoke Doctor Martin Shieff was thinking about a solution that could accommodate this young man. He liked him. His daily fodder was the anxious and the depressed but here he faced somebody who seemed to be in control, albeit directing his considerable intellect towards antisocial behavior.
Total number of drivers 40. Number of company teams 10. Number of tracks 20. Number of countries 12. Time frame 6 months. Number of Fallen Angels hooked on speed 2. The McGuire sisters are and they’re out for blood in the newly founded International Stockcar Racing Association. After two years driving the Formula One circuit Professional Drivers Roberta Bobbie McGuire and her sister Elisabeth ‘Beth’ McGuire have made real names for themselves. The two young ladies took the world by storm in their first year by placing 3rd and 4th in the Championship points race. Now their plans and dreams of starting in the International Stockcar Association have come to fruition. The Fury twins plan to prove to the world they belong in Stockcar Racing. And they don’t care who they have to put into the wall to bring home the inaugural championship.
The next morning Josh cheerfully made his way toward the bus stop. It was a beautiful late summer day, so he'd worn one of the skirts that used to belong to Tracy and one of the tops Melanie had gotten him. When he saw his best friend at the stop, he smiled wide and jogged forward to greet her.
This is a story I did a few years ago and posted on Sapphire's. It's an attempt at Science Fiction and Adventure. At the time I wrote it, I had never read any of the Gor books. Now that I have, I'm surprised at some of the similarities.
The story is about Bill, who, through a travesty of justice gets involved with a dying boy. With the help of the boy's late uncle's writings, Bill is pulled into a strange, savage world.
The first 2015 publication of Doppler Press was Heather O'Malley's
Geoff Greenfelder's discovery should have changed his life by rocketing him up the ladder of academia . Instead, it changed his life in ways he never could have imagined. After partaking in a sacred ceremony by the Amazonian tribe he discovered, everything in his life changes, including his very own body. What should have been an occasion for joy becomes a trauma Geoff must work through. His only hope for returning his life back to normal is finding the answers that lie in unraveling the mysteries of the tribe before he can return to it.
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