Chapter 2 Ladies! I hope you enjoy. Thank you for reading and know that I really enjoy hearing any thoughts you have on the story, kinda 'fuels' my inspiration. Wynne is in for some interesting times. ***** I was still pissed about him not taking me home. Then again it didn't seem like he was holding me against my will No one in their right mind would th...
Gary's shift ended at midnight. After a de-brief with his lieutenant, he walked out of the precinct to begin his weekend - actually a Monday and Tuesday - off. It'd been a tough day, and he decided to get in a workout; needing to burn off some energy before going home. Arriving at his preferred gym, a 24-hour place not far from his apartment, he changed his...
This story is dedicated to Lisa. You know who you are and why I'm writing it. E-mail me and let me know you're OK! I sat in the café drinking my third cup of hot tea and still wondering what the fuck happened to my life. When did my life first start to go down the toilet? What did I do if anything to make this happen and why did my wife decide to change? La...
As I closed the door behind me I looked down at my phone. "Shit!" I said out loud. I had 13 text messages and 4 missed calls. I unlocked my phone and began looking through them as I power walked out to my car. Thankfully one two texts were from Curtis. The missed calls were from Beth. We always meet in the parking lot after class to go to the softball locker...
Before reading Part V of "The Resurrection of Crazy Jane," if you haven't yet, read it from Part 1 first. These installments do not stand on their own and don't make any attempt to. Please note that any viewpoints expressed by the characters in this story do not necessarily reflect my own viewpoints. I am simply attempting to stay true to the characters....
For a full introduction into this story, read the first part of "The Resurrection of Crazy Jane." Laziness dictates that I won't fashion these installments to stand on their own. Enjoy! Or don't. I don't need your praise :p ************* "You're, um, going to live... here?" Outwardly, I think I was playing it cool. Probably. Maybe. Inside, I was a...
I had fucked Amy. She had fucked me. In a moment of sadness for me, she made it all go away with one simple act. I didn't care about Becky anymore, realizing she had made her decision about us. The day after, things were w bit awkward between us. At least, they were for me. "About last night," I said to Amy when I saw her during lunch. "What about it?" sh...
Sally and I had been close friends and both of knew we could have been more. But our timing was never quite right. When we met, I was her teacher. I should explain, she and I were graduate students at the same time. She was working on her masters, me my PhD. I taught a Logic class and she needed the credit. I remember being surprised to see her in the grad-s...
Hi, readers, here is a new hopefully erotic story series of a sissy's decline to that of playing a sissy slut and then without her knowing soon to be a enslaved sissy maid and slut, featuring your sissy girl Chantel. Enjoy... ************************ Chapter One: Sissy Crossdressing Play Time. I'm sitting inside my car, it's late, a faint drizzle falls a...
My sister, Karen, is happily married and has a daughter. Just the one, but they are hoping for more. Little Natalie has just turned four and is a very determined young miss. She knows what she wants and goes for it. How my sister keeps on top of her all the time is beyond me. Like all young marrieds, Karen and Bob, her husband, have their share of problems...