This is another story I was afraid to put out because it's even weirder than usual. Stay with me. We're going for a ride this time. --FOREWORD One usually begins a report or account by giving one's name, and lacking this recourse I am unsure where to start. My name, as well as logistical facts about my origins have been redacted from my own mind in case I...
The first time I saw Elle's daughter Kim... she was wearing her mother's clothes. After giving in to just about everyone in my life, but mostly because of Elle and my granddaughter Alexis, I'd applied for a Substitute Teaching position in four of the five School Districts in my area. The only one I'd skipped over... was my home town. While Elle and Lexi we...
I woke up, Jess had showered, dressed and having a coffee, she looked nice, cute, sexy. "Alexa, did you sleep well?" Jess asked. "Yes Jess." and joined her with a coffee. "Have to run some errands, you?" Jess asked. "I've got some work to do from home, a meeting and then I'm free and maybe for the remainder of the week." I said. "Would you like to have...
Beverley Browning was not a happy camper. She was twenty years of age and was about to enter the Louise Herrington School of Nursing of Baylor University, located in Dallas. She had completed her two years of prerequisite classes at the main campus of Baylor, located in Waco. Those first two years of college were the first time she had lived apart from her...
***Dakhete is a lot of things, depending on how one chooses to look at her. She lacks a piece of knowledge however. In this chapter, she meets a couple of rather singular individuals, thought at least they know what they are. More importantly - and it doesn't get more than a hint here, both of them can see what Dakhete cannot, though right here, she's not q...
The warning about the 'kitchen sink' at the beginning of the last chapter still stands. ** I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave. I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down —Sober by Tool, Undertow ******** Jackie...
She remembered dying: It was still clear in her mind. The van was filled with gaiety, alcohol and pot, all overpowered with a dense cloud of sexuality pulsing with desire, when in an instant it all changed. Sexuality became terror as the van left the road preceded by the sound of metal enmeshing with the guard rail. Laughter was replaced with screams as the...
plaA few moons ago, Gotbacon wrote in the foreword to his 'One Stupid Mistake,' "I think I can safely say that every possible scenario has been covered in LW on how a wife was caught cheating, from the strange car in the driveway and to seeing her with her lover on a traffic camera." I think it's important for people not to believe statements like this. Nor...
"Pink sky in the morning; a sailors warning." I recalled the old saying and looked skyward. Directly overhead was cloudless and blue but as I scanned eastward, the building menace of the billowing clouds loomed. The day had dawned with a vivid pink display, the low and towering Cumulonimbus clouds out over the sea strongly reflected the morning sun. It was...
Author's preamble. This story is a product of my imagination. The characters herein are similarly imaginary and any similarity to real people is purely accidental. All sexually active characters are over the age of 18. The story will contain aspects of cross dressing, BDSM and male and female bisexuality. If any of these aspects are not to your taste, may...