A caveman might be able to do it, but I've been a total klutz trying to submit my very first story to BCTS. Anyway Chris, everybody, after finally figuring this out, here's my entry into your Caveman Story Challenge:

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Your zen koan for today: What did cross-dressers do before there were clothes? This is the tale of an enterprising young caveman named Og, which illustrates the old adage that necessity is the mother of invention. And sometimes of inversion. . .

WARNING

This story includes extreme violence. If you have any problems with this, I suggest that you do not read it.

I would like to thank Kristina L S for proof reading and editing for me.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 21.

I shivered as the sleeper stirred, then we both gasped. A light was suddenly switched on. "What the hell are you doing?"

I don't think I have ever felt so embarrassed in all my life, although the way things were going since being knocked off my bike, it could well happen.

This image had been my entry to a romance novel book cover contest I had entered when I had been a more active member of the IMVU community. IMVU is basicly an avatar oriented chat system where I had been known as Xoey. All the clothes I had created for avatars (including the Alice dress shown on the cover) can be found in my catalog there. You can see the full size version of the image by clicking on the title, just like you would to read a story. Enjoy! :)

I want to thank Maggie for letting me add a couple of lines in TGIF to make this story work better, and for her work in making my Maggie fit her vision. And Heather Rose for rewriting her sections in her own language. The story is mine, with their help and a lot of help from shalimar, to whose online family we belong, and for her invention of Little Kids Kamp.

By
Holly H Hart

Little Gwen was just wakening, Mom reached down and picked her off the seat, holding her daughter in her arms as if she was made from delicate crystal.

Dad was at first surprised but it changed to adoration when little Gwen said, "Hi Daddy!" He swept her into his arms and gave her the hugest hug any little girl could ever have.

College Girl
By poetheather

Chapter 9

The sun was really warm on my back as I lay there on the back lawn of the house. I was propped up on my elbows and reading one of the magazines that I had been assigned. I wasn’t keen on articles on how to please my man, or many other things but I was sure there was some sort of purpose for all of this. At least I hoped there was. As long as they didn’t test me on “20 ways to please your man in Bed” I would be fine.

        Christina could feel time stalking her all day. She'd called Steph last night after dinner to give her all the bloody details of their double date.

        Steph, of course, had been absolutely elated. She'd explained that the Clairmont Inn was a small bed and breakfast on the edge of town. Its dining room was the closest thing to an extravagant restaurant Oak Grove had to offer, and it was certainly the most romantic place anyone could have picked.

        Had Christina known this, she would have insisted that they go anywhere else, but it was too late now. While she was sure that the day was dragging for Steph, she could feel the minutes slipping away. She wondered if this is what it felt like to be on Death Row.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 918b.

Have you noticed how time seems to hang when you're waiting for something, like a bus or a cab or Christmas, or time to knock off from work. Because you have time on your hands, you start to notice things that have always been there but had escaped observation.

Unrequited love is something we’ve all had to deal with at some point in our lives. Did you ever wish things could be different? Kelvin did. Can you say “oops!”?

College Girl
By poetheather

Chapter 8

I felt good. This whole thing might not be so bad when all was said and done. She liked me. Meredith liked me and was interested in going out with me. I was floating on the air. Add to that the fact that my body never felt so good and it was easy to see why I was feeling that way.

Meredith looked over at me as we followed our guides, noticing my goofy grin. “What is it?”

“Nothing. I just feel great. Thank you for this Merry.” I hugged her tight.

She hugged back and laughed, “Now I feel like a hobbit.”

Synopsis: Confronted by someone who knows her secret, Terri's rage gets the better of her. she doesn't spill blood, but words, revealing a little more to the story.

This is my longest chapter yet and I have to say I thoroughly loved writing this chapter It was sweet, sad, fun, sentimental, and has lots of giggles. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it=)

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 15.

Dragon and Tiger

By Darian Deamos

Chapter Two: Adjustments

Jason Drake had just been through a rather traumatic experience. He had been out with some of the guys from work, celebrating his engagement to Christine Felix. Then things got annoying. He was kidnapped by an insane sorceress named Morganna, a bitch with a grudge against all men, and an obsession with controlling Chris. She had taken him, and had started to work her will on him, turning him into a petite bimbo without intellect or memory, when Chris had burst in. Chris and her old mentor Cassandra had taken him out of there, but the damage was done. He few choices after that, but what he wound up doing, was to transform himself into his own deepest sexual fantasy. He had awakened mystical power within himself in the process and let loose Astra, the dragon that lived within his soul.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad,
part 14.

"Are you alright in there?" called Stella, knocking on the door of the cubicle.

Dragon and Tiger

By Darian Deamos

Chapter One: Awakenings

Jason woke slowly. There was an ache in his body and his head was pounding. There was a feeling of wrongness as he slowly fought his way to consciousness. He went to wipe the detritus of sleep from his eyes, and became aware of a problem. His hand was manacled up and away from his body.

Moments after his fact made itself known, its implications percolated into his awareness, and alarm chased the remnants of sleep from his mind. Shaking his head to clear his wits he took stock of his situation.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 13.

"Would you like some more?" asked Simon of his sister as he held the second bottle of wine.

"Hmm," she said and nodded rather enthusiastically.

"Cathy?" he profferred the bottle.

"Can I have it in a doggy-bag?" I smiled back at him.

"What?" he said looking astonished.

Ok, so we left off with our fearless………..errr somewhat fear………ok maybe downright freaked out is a better term. We left off with our downright freaked out hero……errr…..heroine being laughed at by his/her idiot of a brother howling in laughter at her dilemma. I believe it was something like…………………………………

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH…………Fairie Princess….HAHAHAHA I called that one right on target…..HAHAHAHAHAHA “

“SHUT IT!!!! Or I swear I start telling stories of a certain “bedwetter” we all know” yelled Paul's mother.