I dated this knockout gal for about 6 months when I was in college. She lived with her parents in my hometown, and I lived in the other end of the state where I went to college. I've written several stories about her already here—"Feeling Kind Of Lucky," about meeting her at an outdoor jazz concert, she having her first group sex with me and my roommate on H...
"No, Darling, you must show your tits," came the cry from a very effeminate Pierre, the designer of a new range of clothes for the European summer collection. I rearranged my 'tits' in the soft multi-colored synthetic dress so that the audience could see my bobbing breasts as I walk down the ramp in the European Fashion Show in Paris, France. This year Pie...
I was the menswear buyer in a department store on the east coast of England and, at 25 years old, one of the youngest in such a position in the entire country. More a case of being in the right place at the right time than any inherent genius I like to think, but, what the heck, I took advantage of all the opportunities it presented to steal a march on all m...
Diane slammed the door as she trudged in the house. Her poor husband, Greg, got caught in her war path. Out of nowhere she went on a tirade about her work, and more specifically the upcoming fashion show. Once Diane was able to calm down a bit, Greg learned what was troubling her. Apparently, Diane's problem was that the fashion show that they were to atte...
I have been dressing as a woman at home in private for many years. No one has ever seen me dressed as a sissy slut before but I do it to feel sexy. I know I would never pass as a woman for I am 6 feet tall, 170 lbs and at the age of 45 not a real trim body. My girlfriend Rachel who lives with me is must younger at the age of 35 with a young trim body that h...
CHAPTER 1 Tough-ass attorney Thelma Bush who specialized in defending guys accused of assaulting women was in the city's premiere bar, notorious for its callous indifference at fleecing its patrons. She stared at the guy leaning on his table alone, chin cupped in his hand and staring at her. She mouthed the words, 'Fuck off'. God, she thought, what riff-r...
Everything was going so well under Lucille Lightfoot's direction to turn around the Australian fashion magazine that had become a loss-making publication. The first issue of the restyled and substantially upgraded Fashion Up was underway and the second in the planning stages. A 16-page mock-up of 'the dynamic new look' had gone out to advertising agencie...
My name is James Jacob Slay. Friends call me J.J. I kind of like the nickname, so I don't bug them when they use it with me. What's today's topic of discussion? Simply me, myself and I. I have certain rather intimate confessions to make. In my former life, I was a bit of a snob. I was the editor of the world's most popular and well-read fashion magazine. I h...
Finally, the house next door sold. It had been on the market and empty for well over a year, and the Templetons, Arlo and Victoria, had worried about what might become of it. Continuing to sit empty, it must certainly be affecting property values in their up-scale neighbourhood. What if it were purchased on spec, by some off-shore corporation or investor, wi...
a.k.a A Rant from Dirtyjoe * Note to all: opinions expressed in this rant are just that, opinions. I have added a little humor to lighten the subjects. However; if hot topics upset you then please do not read this rant! * Hey peeps, my name is Dirtyjoe and today I am going to splash some of the opinions I have, and others I have heard over the years, down...