Disclaimer: Welcome to chapter 3 of The Square Peg. This story contains a relationship between a mtf and a ftm. Things don't always go perfectly. If you haven't read the previous chapters, much of this won't make sense. For story telling purposes, when Kevin and Andrea are alone, they think of each other as Vonnie and Drew, and pronouns change accordingly....
©2009AdrianLeverkuhn There are some stretches of road that are nothing less than Hell. Some stretches of water, too, for that matter. And mountains. Mountains are rather like life, too, but it's better to get by the rough patches and move on than it is to dwell on the toll they take. Sometimes there's just no way to avoid the rough spots; other times find u...
The mid-day rush of people frantically making their way to or from lunch swarmed around Kelly as she dodged along the wide, hot sidewalk. Her muted apologies (Sorry!, Excuse me!, I'm so sorry!) were smothered by the buzzing of conversations, traffic and the sound of the world around her. At a little over five feet tall and a tiny bit under 110 pounds, she fe...
This is my submission for Geek Pride Day 2018. This version as been edited for your viewing pleasure. Thanks for reading! *** The electric hum at Public Static Void resonated within Rayce as soon as he walked inside. No matter how long he stayed away, the Void was always the same when he came back. The same handful of regulars staring blearily into whateve...
Readers please be advised, the story 'Life in the Redneck Town of Panhandle in 1969' is written using Redneck slang, quotes, incorrect Hillbilly grammar, and terms relevant to the year 1969. DISCLAIMER: All the characters appearing in the series 'Life in the Redneck Town of Panhandle in 1969' are fictitious, as they do not exist. Any resemblance to a real...
The soft cries of Suzanne awakened Buck. She was still sleeping with her arms folded across his chest. As he forced his sleep filled eyes open he could see the first streaks of dawn above the ridge across the valley. The morning stars were still in the clear desert sky. Suzanne must be having a sexual dream he thought. His cock was rock hard and trapped betw...
It was an autumn afternoon and the wind had a brisk bite as it blew across the steadily emptying parking lot of William Jefferson Clinton High School. Gretchen Ames did not feel the chill however, despite the fact that the cheerleader's uniform she was wearing was so very brief. The passionate, hungry kisses being pressed to her lips alone would have probab...
A/N: This chapter was betaed by Nomani and Spring. As always, if you have an idea for a fic, send me an e-mail so we can discuss it. The only thing Kory hated about coming home to the Clocktower was that she had to fly through a mile of subway to get to it. A scantily-clad superhero couldn't be seen flying into Oracle's secret headquarters, after all. Bu...
--------------- Dear Readers, Please let me tell you for me romance is where the heart is involved. So I really believe all previous and future chapters fit into the romance category. It doesn't matter to me whether it is anal sex, group sex, lesbian sex or others. Thank you for your understanding. Polished and edited as always by Bronzeage. Great job, th...
(Note: this story takes place after my story The Clone Queen, but you don't have to read that one to get this one.) The maid was obviously a Prin. Everything about her said so. They precise, repetitive way she moved, the utter lack of boredom or wandering emotions which normally shifted across a person's face every few moments, but most of all it was her...