Saturday Afternoon The clock changed to 12:00. The waiting was killing me. My brother's practice should be over. I knew that they would be calling me soon. I was nervous about tonight. I did not know if I was going to be able to go through with it. The phone rang and my heart skipped a few beats. I reached over and answered it. "Hello?" I said nervously. "H...
There I was in my flight trainer going through all the details of how to fly an aeroplane straight and level. Whilst keeping an eye on all instruments this lad wanted to become an airline pilot and had to improve his navigation skills while flying the aeroplane he was inpatient to say the least. The training flight was coming to the end I told him to change...
Dr. Sybil Tobita head of neurology studies San Francisco Research Foundation. Present day. Dr. Sybil Tobita, Forty two years old from a staunch conservative Japanese family from out east, lay on a sofa at the five star Braddock Hotel in San Francisco staring at the ceiling. All she had on were panties as young Norma (also down to panties by the way) kis...
********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** 1.... The Present... "Now. I want it now;" "Shut up Geoff;" "NOW!!" My voice was getting louder and my pose was becoming sillier. My pants were at that moment on my head. "Shut...
Allesandra fit into every sexy, sassy cliché ever stamped on foreign women, but the degree to which she surpassed my expectations changed my life. She was Italian. That's not to say a gal from New York whose name ended with a vowel. She was the real deal—from a quaint northern town at the edge of the mountains. Her presence was demure but commanding—her acce...
This is dedicated to Vermilion, for the inspiration that her upcoming wedding gave me. Fortunately, my college roommate and the ditz that he's marrying are "like, so totally sexually compatible" as to invite comparisons with the great romantic couples of history, real and otherwise. That's Kendra's take, anyway. She's the ditz. Among the couples she lists:...
I need to apologize to you for the long wait for this chapter. So much has been happening over the past few months that unfortunately writing had to take a distant second place. This is the 18th chapter in this series - I strongly recommend you to read the previous chapters in order, before this one, it's not going to make a lot of sense otherwise. I can'...
Welcome to the fourth part of Dave adventures, it's a long one at 12,000 words but I hope I can keep you entertained until the end. Votes are nice but comments and critiques on how much you liked it or what I can improve are always welcome x "So how did you find the holiday camp?" "Great, really interesting. We're both starting the Monday after next, mov...
Chapter One A mirrored reflection of the bright neon lights that adorned the towering cement landscape twinkled in intermittent fashion across the black sheen of the limousine. He was happy to be back in New York, gazing at the splendor of Time Square. After all, where else should Justin Parker, world-renowned fashion designer, spend his twenty-seventh bir...
It had taken Ron a long time to finally fall asleep the night before. His brain had been consumed by the events of the last 24 hours. As he had replayed each incident over in his mind, he had tried to determine exactly what had been intended and what had been inadvertent. Even though Beth and Pam were obviously not ashamed of their bodies, he didn't really...