It wasn't surprising to me to that our friendship had grown beyond societal norms. We were four childhood friends, who grew up together and managed to keep in touch with each other, even after our paths separated. Life in a small town, perhaps, has these advantages. Our elite 4-people group expanded to include our wives, as one by one each of my friends got...
I mean no disrespect with the story included. I have always had a strange infatuation with Dolly Parton. I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I did writing it. * It was the once in a lifetime kind of jobs. A man named Jerry contacted me about being a musicians on the next Dolly Parton album, and how could I say no. As the plane touched down outsi...
Chapter 6: BEHIND THE SCENES Tony, or as he'd been known for the last six years Max Hardman, was on his way back to his trailer to wash up and grab a bite to eat when around the corner came bouncing the ever annoying Dolly Daze. She was a petite little brunette, somewhat plain in appearance to be brutally honest, but at only 20 years old she was in very fit...
"Taste me," she said, spreading her legs. Her opulent pubic hair parted, revealing the full lips of her sex. She looked at me with a cruel disdain that ignored the possibility of any argument. I knelt before her. "Good boy," she said. As I leaned toward her, she placed her hand on the back of my head, tousling my hair but maintaining a firm grip on me. She...
"Me? Your slave? Forget it!" Camilla shouted indignantly. "OK," the first man said. "Have it your way. Dirk, grab her legs." He grabbed her arms while Dirk approached her. "Hey, what are you guys doing?" she shouted as Dirk picked her up by the legs. "Let go of me!" "Oh, we will in a minute," Dirk said as they went into the outside balcony. "Ready to take...
I never knew Momma. From the stories I heard she wasn't much; poor white trash, dirty blond hair (the color, not hygiene), plain features, a bit on the short side. What there was of her looked tired and much older than her 19 years. There was an old newspaper photo of her, but it was lost due to age and handling. Her Daddy was a mean old man who hated every...
I seem to remember saying this about Barbara: "I was sure that she would take me to my limits..." -- I was certainly correct. It was late morning of our first day of living together when Barbara summoned me into her presence. "Take all your clothes off," she commanded. As I began baring my body while standing before her, I could not help but wonder why I...
Dolly sat in the lobby of the office. The chair was leather but seemed to be designed to be as uncomfortable as possible. She wore a black suit. It looked nice enough on a first impression. It had a skirt that covered her knees and a small jacket. She had on a borrowed white blouse. She couldn't remember dressing anything like this since high school graduati...
(This is the second part of 7 installments. For those confused by Part I being in the Transsexuals and Crossdressers category, this segment should clarify things a bit. I didn't think of splitting the series by putting the first section in Lesbian, but perhaps I should have. In any rate, I hope you enjoy this installment -- as always, comments welcome.) Tha...
My name is Callie Charlotte Carruthers, and I am a spinster. I will be 100 years old on my next birthday which is not necessarily a blessing. But I am in possession of all my faculties and require very little assistance. I live in a suite of rooms atop the Carruthers Hotel. Few townspeople even know I’m here; I had gone to live in Europe- when my marriage fa...