"Are you sure that you're going to be okay while I'm away, honey?" "Laura, for Pete's sake, I'm not a kid. Go and have yourself a good time and don't worry about me. It'll be good for you to have a few days on your own. Oh, and honey.... I meant what I said. If you meet somebody that appeals to you, go for it! You may never have an opportunity like this aga...
*** Transgender-themed stories which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! *** "His name is Ken," my friend Isabella had told me as she recounted her own encounter and that of her friend. "I got to first base with him that first time he came in the club. Just a quick snog and then he seemed to...
"Good afternoon Missus Moore, sorry to disturb you" I heard as if from a far. 'What the hell's that?' I thought wondering whether I was dreaming. I realised that I had dozed off. The glass of wine at lunch and the warm sun had got to me. Daniel our relief gardener was standing off to one side from where I was lying on a sun lounger. Jerry our usual garde...
Part 1: Dance Floor Moves Davy wormed his way through the crowd towards the bar. I was wondering why I'd come, because this place always pissed me off. Not only was it suffocatingly warm, but the guys who came to it were mostly the loud, overtly hedonist kind of gay males that really turned me off. I stood there trying to avoid looking at anyone, when th...
Amidst all that had happened in the wake of the O'Brien case, I'd somehow kept up with company business. Chuck Tyler, my boss at Artists Unlimited, had always been beyond understanding and he'd been letting me pick and choose whatever assignments I wanted. But I felt I owed it to him it to him to do a shoot with one of the company's prestige client's, Tigres...
Sophie first noticed him when she saw him at the balcony adjacent to hers one night, a man with deep intense eyes, broad manly chest with a tattooed muscular arm in a tight tee, relaxing with a glass of red wine on one hand and a cigarette on the other. He had a magazine in front of him on the table where he sat and was focused intently on his reading with h...
Hi, I am Leigh, a Crossdresser (CD), Caucasian, 68" tall, women's size 8 or 10 depending on the brand, green eyes, and shoulder length hair. I have always had soft facial features. My stories are more of a diary entry than a novel. They actually happened but I changed the places and names. Kyle, my unofficial boyfriend has invited me out to have dinner and...
I was 45 years-old, now single, after having been married and divorced twice before, the second divorce about six months earlier... I'd never found relationship break-ups easy, no matter whether doing the dumping or being dumped. After a grieving process and when I thought I was ready, I joined an eastern suburbs social club. This social club was exactly th...
Ah, minivans. Most of the time they're a pain in the ass. They're really not cool to have to drive, usually in the way in traffic, cutting you off or almost running you over in the supermarket parking lots and other than the grandparents and mom's that drive them, are hated by most. Me? I used to be one of those haters but now, they're a window into a secret...
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair..." Charles Dickens *** It's the middle of February, and it's going to...