Chapter Five - Endgame Penelope and Randy decided it was best to take things slowly and keep their relationship a secret. It was obvious to Penelope that Randy was still unsure about her, he liked her, he found her beautiful and enchanting but he didn't know how to deal with her being transgender. At least he was honest with her and she was content with tha...
Hey guys! It's LC, sorry I've been away for so long. I'm now writing under the pen name LC Baker. I originally had a story on lit by the name of Blueberry Pancakes. After going over the first two chapters I realized that I wanted to start fresh with new characters and a meaty introduction into their lives. I really hope you all like it. Here's the new, Chasi...
Ch. V: The Plot Thickens "Ah, I see our visitor has awakened." Hugo heard a husky voice chime in from somewhere near by. The world seemed a swirling misty haze. Hugo shook his head to relieve some of the cobwebs he felt to be laying on his brain. "Let me introduce myself and my colleagues to you Mr. Kirby. I am Ms. Amelia Smarts. The two gentlemen to your...
Sorry I've been away for so long; a member of my family has been very ill. However, I'm back at home now, and I'll start cranking out more stories for you all to read as soon as possible. A very heartfelt thank you goes to all of you who have given me so much praise and insight. I want each and every one of to know that wherever you may go in life, my respec...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Why do we still think airports are places of glamour? Why not call them the meat-packing factories they are, pushing long sausages of passengers' flesh through portals and detector gates? Tourists, businessmen, and all kinds of other travelers milled around the halls and corridors of Washington's Dulles International Airport, spreading sweat and heat and...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Why do we think in absolutes so often, like good and bad, fire and water? Why, for instance, do we insist that there only should be men and women, and call that the natural order? Isn't that just a lack of imagination? Lucian sat on a bench in the shadow of a big tree with a crown of flaming leaves -- a sycamore, maybe? He loved the word, but he knew not...
Why think you're a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you're a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around....
(This is the eighth chapter of the Saturday Night School series, by Jessica Tang-Von Harper.) Afterwards, they fled into the gardens. They raced across the meadow on bare feet, hand in hand, first running under the night sky but swiftly cutting to the left and seeking refuge in the shadows of the trees. In the course of their love-making, Michelle had pul...