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Someone commented that my postings are too short. Here I start a story which is double-length for your approval.
Part 1 My Old Man’s a Dustman
Every story has a beginning and an end. I rather expect that today is the day my story ends. Who knows, I may avoid the fate that awaits me and am able to carry on with my life. It’s all in the lap of the Gods, or so they say.
A few days later when Angie arrived, Mel was buzzing. She was proud of what she had done with Simon. Angie explained she was going to be there most of the day. She was going to pierce her ears and give her collagen injections in her lips. She told her it should be ok, as it would only last five years.
'How did i end up here !! What the hell is happening to me !!',I wondered.
I got up and turned my back towards him and asked for his help to unzip the blouse. he stood up and he came behind me . He ran his fingers through my hair gently, then pulled it to the side. Then before i realized i felt warmth of his breath on my neck followed by a long wet kiss. My eyes closed as his arms went around my waist and pulled me closer.
Hayley had been all lined up to board with a relative who had a place right near college and I was all set to be in the Pi Theta Kappa fraternity, being a provisional member, but things had not gone right for either of us. What do you do in a crisis? You get drunk.
“I learned something about Pi Theta Kappa today,” I complained. “They are a bunch of arrogant pricks! In particular, that Dylan Hobbs, who seems to be the leader of the pack. He has it in for me.”
I was in a state of shock when I left his office, finding Tatiana in reception chatting to the nurse. As we went to leave the nurse said, “See you Monday morning” and Tatiana asked if I had another appointment as we walked along the corridor to the check-up.
“Not here” I said, “At the hospital - for tits.”
She hugged me and told me that she knew I was a true girl at heart. We went to my second appointment where a lady doctor had us strip down completely before going over every inch of our bodies, and I mean every inch.
Harlan and Pete Decker are holed up after their botched robbery at Supergirls nightclub. Detective Penelope Bishop is on their trail and so too is Russian-Mob Supremo Jennifer Jones. The two beautiful, intelligent, courageous trans women meet at the crime scene and sparks fly.
I wish I could get you
Out of my mind
But I think about it all the time
And I wish I could not think
For once in my life
But when I see your face
I can't escape my mind
Down through history there has been many stories of heroes and the weapons of power. Thor with his Warhammer Mjölnir, the sword of Aries and Mars, Attila the Hun’s sword, and King Author’s Excalibur. These are but a few legends. Yet for every one of these legends there are two legendary weapons lost to time. Among those lost weapons are the few whose power comes with a cost. They are the cursed weapons of power. Each curse is unique to the weapon. The Black sword is but one such weapon of great power. This is the story of the weapon and its newest welder.
Josh awoke at six as usual. He almost didn't need the alarm he'd set the night before, having gotten used to rising at that time anyway, but he was taking no chances. Jumping out of bed quickly, he got dressed. Putting on fresh white undies and white tights easily now that he'd had practice at it, he put on a pretty bra and then got into the skirt and blouse.
“She couldn’t have chosen a more convenient month for this?” Sophie sighed as she, Amy and Hayley tried to manoeuvre the cumbersome single bed into her bedroom. “I always thought that August was, like, the busiest month for foreign travel.”
“Oh, stop whining,” Amy chastised her flatmate. “You were the one who suggested this, remember?”
Living Next Door to Alex - Chapter 6
By Julie D Cole
I stepped into the shower and turned it on with my back to the shower door. It was very spacious when I compared it to our shower at home with more than enough room for two. I ducked beneath the stream of water adjusting the temperature and soaked my hair.
I was applying the body soap when Alex stepped into the shower.
‘I see you started without me? I thought you needed my assistance.’
A robbery goes wrong and Detective Penelope Bishop and her Task Force are brought in to solve the case. At the same time Russian-Mob Supremo Jennifer Jones is on her way to recover the proceeds of the crime. Two beautiful, intelligent, courageous trans women who come from different sides of the law are going to meet again and this time there will be sparks!
“That didn’t go half bad now did it Marcy? I mean all things considered your mother took it rather well. She seemed very supportive even through her shock. After having been together this long with your dad I imagine she knows him rather well, so if your mom says he’ll come around I think you should believe her. So relax, the cat is out of the bag and the world didn’t end.” Lisa said trying to calm Marcy down as she looked shook and fidgety in her seat.
Lee sent over what the FBI had on the cases that could be released to Donald's department without all sorts of very lengthy approvals. Even with huge amounts of redaction, it took Donald two days to go through the files. They didn’t make pretty reading because it was as if he was reading a report from West Midlands rather than one from West Virginia. The similarity between all the cases was uncanny and slightly unnerving.
Shannon O'Reilly was bullied and everything his older sister wasn't. When his sister Sarah gives him a chance to change things through a single wish things don't go as planned.
I Wish: Book 5 Chapter 9
Stuck
By Amethyst
“Wh… why don’t you hate me? The way I’ve treated you… I’ve given you every reason…” She trailed off again, her eyes teary and confused as she looked into my own.
After returning home, Josh was truly happy for the first time since the start of school. He had his two best friends again and it actually gave him hope for a moment that, with their help, he could figure a way out of his predicament. They always helped with my parents insisting I'm gay! he reasoned. Slowly though, a new thought dawned on him. I've gone to school three times dressed as a girl! Everyone thinks I want to be one now! It'll be impossible to convince them I really wanna be a boy... even Tracy and David!
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.
The Shilmek have been watching, biding their time, gathering their forces on the edge of the galaxy. What can our teams of superheroes do to protect the earth from a well considered plan, advanced technology and vastly superior numbers - the fate of the planet is sealed... isn't it?
Danny's Perdition: It’s the 24th century and Danny has discovered that his work for the government has several times condemned people to termination. The newest suspect has been thoroughly transformed by a department called “Visual Perfection,” and now Danny must do his duty, once again. Would traveling across the continent in an antique machine offer a realistic alternative?
Also included A Dollar Short: Tilford has a dead-end job. The idea that someone would offer him a great position seems alien.
A collection of stories with a sporting theme by Angela. Seven of her best tales centered on the worlds of golf, basketball, football and cheerleading, all with plenty more going on outside the sporting action.
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