Ingrid is a beautiful woman, 36 years old, a mother to our two daughters aged 16 and 15. She is the love of my life. Like all marriages, we have had a few low points, but nothing big enough to change how we feel about each other. But with the girls becoming independent, Ingrid had time to become more social, and find some interests outside the home. Our ne...
It was a short trip to the station, and Helen was quiet for most of it. Just as we got to the car park she spoke rapidly: "You must think I'm mad, talking at you like I did before. I probably am, a little bit. I can't deal with too much happening in my life, I need to keep it simple or I start going off the rails. But I have to know Phoebe's all right." "I...
"How were religious and ethnic minorities treated in the various empires?" "In the Americas, Africans were considered inferior because they were slaves. They rarely had any personal rights and were used as labor. The Natives of the Americas were viewed as savages, which frequently led to conflicts. The Christian missionaries viewed any religious beliefs oth...
For Sarahhh "Why on earth would anyone paint a wall this colour?" Sarah asked herself as she settled into her uncomfortable chair in the waiting room of the Pittsburgh Mercy Hospital. True the colour of the walls was horrible but that's not really what was bothering Sarah. Her boyfriend was undergoing surgery as she sat there. Rain splattered the windows an...
"Why do you think Karen did that?" "Well, I think she's just a nice person, and maybe she likes me or feels some sympathy for me." "Why don't you try letting a few pounds of air out of those tits and see how much you appeal to her?" "Why are you saying such hateful things? Why are you trying to make it look like some depraved, sick thing just because she...
Note that the following events took place in 1992 before there was any "Don't ask, don't tell" policy in place in the military. Being an active lesbian was risking your career, especially for an officer. *** "Oh, god," I thought to myself, "I'm not ready for this." "How bad?" I asked Bonnie, hoping it wasn't too bad. "They need to do an exploratory scopi...
This story, while fictional, is based on real life events in the lives of thousands born male with female identity. They are by nature psychologically and emotionally female but anatomically male. It is a matter of gender identity with these individuals. They are not transvestites but transsexual or transgender. In order to correct nature's mistake, as it mi...
This is my first story so please be nice!! The front door slammed shut and I went sulking off to my bedroom after yet another argument with Sam, it's all we seem to do lately. This one was over the fact that I wasn't in the mood for a session. To be honest I just wasn't in the mood to even look at him, he has been out of work for the last 4 months and has...
Chapter 2. Girl Bonding Time. As part of my normal routine, I woke up promptly at 5am. It was a very rare occurrence that I ever slept longer than that. Even when I was younger, I was just much more of a morning person. If I didn't wake up tired, I would get up even earlier than that. I love my mornings, and always have. Nothing gets my day going faster th...
Many thanks to my editor, whoredinarygirl. The oxycodone had dulled my pain to a reasonable level. The surreal feeling of unremitting agony was replaced by a feeling of sleepy boredom. I had been in the ER for over five hours, moved from lobby to waiting room, waiting room to private exam room. My clothes were neatly folded on a chair and I had only a t...