Impostor Syndrome: Chapter 2
By Vilastis

Who's the impostor, and who is real? Jeez, don't ask me. It's not like I figured it out since last time or anything.

My Mum never used to cry, but now she does it all the time. She cries for the big things, and the little things. She cries during movies and TV shows, including the commercials, and even cries when she can’t open a jar of pickles. Personally, I blame the hormones. They’re a shock to the system, and she’s still new to puberty.

This morning I found her in the kitchen, literally crying over spilled milk. I bent down with a handful of paper towel, and helped her to soak it up. She looked up, chuckled, and gave me a knowing smile.

Chapter 28

I let out several shrieks of laughter as the loud music pulses inside my head, mixing with the alcohol and the hot, sweaty atmosphere of the nightclub to create a strong sense of euphoria. This euphoria is, of course, helped by the short, tight black dress I’ve squeezed my fledgling curves into, the thick make-up on my face and the extra-high heeled shoes attached to my feet!

FROM THE AUTHOR. SINCE IT'S BEEN SEVERAL YEARS SINCE I LAST POSTED ANYTHING IN THIS SERIES, I DECIDED TO REPEAT PARTS OF CHAPTER 5 TO MAKE IT A BIT EASIER FOR OLD FANS AND NEW READERS TO EASE BACK INTO THE STORY. THERE IS A BIT OF A SPOILER AT THE END OF THIS POST, SO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SPOIL THE STORY FOR YOURSELF, DON'T READ IT. I'M POSTING THIS IN THE HOPE THAT I CAN FINALLY COMPLETE THIS LONG NEGLECTED STORY OF MINE, ALONG WITH ANOTHER ONE, MY "LUCK BE A LADY."

Dinner is yucca again. I’m feeling things about seeing Sacti, but she isn’t there. I’m worried, but this is a hotel so I put it out of my mind.

This time Chinta comes back to the room with me. I smell the sex in the room, which leads me to the thought that I desperately want a shower. I shed my cultural costume with a little bit of no idea what I’m doing.

Chinta immediately fastens onto one of my nipples, and murmurs, “I’ve been waiting so long to get you out of that,” as I cradle her head. We end up tangled in bed together.

Emma lets out an audible frustrated sigh as Theresa returns to his room fully dressed in her black dress.
"Need help?" She asks smiling.
He lets out a breath. "I can't get into this stupid dress"
"Funny, your mother said the exact same thing" Theresa laughs
He has only managed to get the skin tight dress over his hips which is the easy part.
The top part of the dress lay hanging from his waist. He is standing there wearing only a strapless bra which goes better with the black sheer lace dress.

Emmanuel is watching his mother from a corner. He is holding the extra wash soap she had asked for. She is dancing. She is so beautiful. The water is dancing along with her, mimicking her movements. Left, right, it's dancing in circles around her.
She sees him standing there and the water returns to the bucket.
She is smiling.
"Oh my beautiful boy" she says as she walks towards him.
He is smiling as she gets closer and closer. He wants to close the gap but he can't move.
Just as she's about to touch him, she bursts into flames.

Previously

“This place is a paedophile hotel. I'm getting to look a bit old. If no one is interested in you any more, I think they kill you and chuck you in the incinerator. They tell you that you are going to be rewarded, but I followed one girl who was unconscious being carried downstairs like a piece of meat.”
“Seriously?”
She did a deep sigh. “Sorry, I didn't want to start with the heavy stuff.”
“Let's start again. Hi I'm Sophie.” I held my hand out to shake hers.
“I know. I'm Abby. Abby Faulkner.” She shook my hand.

Chapter 26

Shauntelle Brannon lay on her shabby bed in the small, dingy room she shared with another girl, Valerie Evans.

Valerie was out working the street at the moment, not that any of them had much choice about it, as each of the seven that lived in this old three bedroom house on the edge of town had all been hooked on a variety of legal and illegal drugs over the last two years or so.

It's been a few hours since he left the city. He'd never been to the town his mum grew up in. He doesn't know what to expect. He suspects that it's one of those town that are wary of outsides. The kind where everybody knows everybody.
Susie had offered to come with him this morning but he declined. He wants to do this on his own.
'Welcome to Erie. Enjoy your stay' he reads as he speeds past the old sign.
Not too long later, he drives through a very old gate with some of the most beautiful and intricate patterns.

Masks XVIII

by

Rodford Edmiston

Part Six

"Oh, now that's good work," said the lead Detective, as he hurried over. "We had just gotten word he was no longer at home and were about to notify you, when your call came in."

"Girls, this is Detective Sandersen," said Blue Impact, very deliberately not mentioning that they had found the stakeout and followed the guy here from his home.

"Have you searched him?" said the Detective.

A Second Chance -- Chapter 6

By Dawn Natelle

This is the last of the daily episodes. I managed to write it as the first five were running, but it may be up to a week before I get the next installment to our little story. Sorry for those of you who have been reading it daily, but I'm no Angarad, able to post a story a day: Dawn.

SATURDAY, April 30, 2016

Chapter 24

Sam and Alex Whitman are young, married and very much in love. Until a chance sighting in the City of Chester threatens to throw their whole world upside down.
In this, the debut novel by Anna Na Maus, Sam Whitman has to discover exactly how far he will go to help his tormented wife recover from a troubled childhood.
It's a bitter sweet tale of love featuring characters you will want to love and hate all at the same time.

For Love....

© 2016 by Anna NaMaus. All rights reserved.
Published on Amazon by Trans Scripts

The ‘Tape’ is a device that acts as a gateway to an alternate universe where your birth gender was different. A man can lay down the tape, walk over it and become a woman – and learn everything that his alter-ego has experienced during her life.

A person with trans leanings would jump at the chance... right?

Well, perhaps he shouldn’t.

A Second Chance -- Chapter 4

By Dawn Natelle

THURSDAY, April 28, 2016

To everyone else, the bet where Harley would dress in a costume of their choosing, was a fun bonus to what already promised to be an unforgettable night for the local chapter of the Young Citizens Club. To Harley Smith, the bet and the teasing that accompanied it was a constant reminder that the changes to his body, changes that no doctor could explain, would soon be made public.

Little did he know that the contest would be the least of his troubles. Supernatural forces have been conspiring against him since the day she was born.

With the help of a caring sister, a new love from a realm Harley never realized existed and a family she did not know she was a part of. Harley learns how to thrive in the Shades Of A Goddess.

This story involves characters from Saved by a Goddess & Saved by a Goddess: Gifts. While it is not necessary to read those before reading this, it helps.