Thank you Vixen Too for editing the story. This story contains almost no sex. If you are looking for sex, go read another story. The mile markers were flying by in the darkness as Bert cruised along a quiet I-20 in his beat up ‘74 Volkswagen Beetle on his drive to Dallas. He was excited to be seeing Ruth again, and a bit apprehensive about meeting her paren...
Megan got home from work late to find her apartment empty. A note was taped to the fridge telling her that, Amy, her roommate, went home for the weekend. Megan sighed and set her stuff down on the kitchen table. She hated being alone in her house. She and Amy lived in a two bedroom house in the country and their nearest neighbor was miles away. She always go...
Ann and I met on a blind date after emailing each other on a mainstream dating site. Her proflle seemed to be a good fit for the kind of woman that I am attracted to. Her face-shot picture looked a little fuzzy because it was cropped from a larger photo but showed a very attractive, pretty woman. My profile included the information that I'm attracted to wome...
A continuation of my sexual life after High School and into adult life. True story, so don't make my mistakes. (c)Hellraser 2015 ***** I met Marge on a weekend assignment from my Army Reserve unit. We were 'volunteered' to work at a convalescent home to relieve the staff one weekend a month. Marge was the switchboard operator there. To describe her, it's...
Several authors are coming out with stories based on the various versions of "Maggie May" or "Maggie Mae." The story titles will be: "Maggie May - author's pseudonym" e.g. "Maggie May -- Jake Rivers" The storyline might use any version or combinations of versions. Some of the possibilities are songs by: Rod Stewart, John Lennon, Yoko Ono, Suzanne Vega and a...
I left out the house and didn't look back. I was so angry with my mother. I could hardly see my way through all the tears that were flowing down my face. I wiped the tears away and continued my trek away from the house. I walked through the neighborhood an came upon the neighborhood diner. When I saw the sign "Hot Food" my stomach instantly growled. I then r...
The mountain peaks were turning red as dawn approached. Rocky Jones let his attention drift as the first batter of the 28th inning stepped into the box, gazing at the ribbon high above the stadium. "We've been playing all fucking night," he said to himself, then focused on the action, thumping his glove as the pitch came in. Rocky had gotten in midday befor...
We as a species have this obsessive need to label things. To separate ourselves and others into these neat elitists little groups. We start in school with the in crowds the out crowds the nerds the geeks and the others. As we start to look outside ourselves and our sphere of self we notice the world and the groups we have set for the outside world. Rather th...
First month at work. My first week at work was rough but not as bad as I thought it would have been. I felt like everyone that looked at me knew about my gender switch. It was quite the opposite though. Most people just saw me as a girl working the register like on any other day. I was still getting used to this life myself and each day posed a new challeng...
I opened the front door, breath bated and fingers crossed. Outside stood a tall, friendly looking man garbed in a hideous brown and green uniform. He was armed with a large brown parcel and a clipboard filled with bureaucratic nonsense. The man successfully butchered my surname just like everyone else while asking if I was the correct recipient. Finally! F...