"What the hell are you doing?" Amy muttered under her breath as she sat alone, waiting at a table. The coffee in her cup was cooling quickly as she nervously sipped it. They had agreed to meet in a public place for their first real-life visit. It was a day she had thought about for months, and now that it was here, her old fears and insecurities flared up....
This is my story. Who am I? I am Shaheen Firdaus. If you are reading this, then it means I have got what I wanted to do. No don't try to find me out or draw any conclusion yet. I am where I intent to be, safe and happy - not to mention satisfied with the turn of the events. I would start from the most beautiful and adventurous years of my life, my college...
Making her way through the early morning mist to deliver her newspapers, Olivia peers sadly at the lonely house at the end of Willow Lane. Each time she's near this neglected house, she feels an unexplained sorrow and deep fear that somehow makes her feel connected to its mysterious past. No one, including her family, seems to know the true history of the ho...
He glanced toward the hallway that led to his empty bedroom and sighed. His wife had left again for some "company meeting". He was genuinely surprised she even bothered to lie. There had been hints here and there for the last couple of years. Hints he stubbornly refused to believe or acknowledge. But then 6 months ago he had got off work early one morning an...
After coming out as a cross dresser to my sister, I spent almost all of my time at home dressed as a woman. I reasoned with myself that it was a phase triggered by my newfound freedom. My sister continued to be very supportive and treated me perfectly. She delighted in showing me how to do my hair and makeup. We went shopping together and helped me buy clot...
How had it come to this? The words resounded in her head resonating deeply as if seeking pale-echoed form deep in her very soul. The question might well have been some ancient jest formed for rhetoric’s celebration of its own teasing nuance. Of course, she knew exactly how she had come to this. She knew the road down which she had travelled to arrive at th...
Brenda woke up the next morning with a desperate thought. “Why did I do that?” her mind screamed at her as she got out of the bed, “I didn’t even bring a freaking toothbrush.” Her mind was focused on what happened, her unprecedented screw-up. “Wait until marriage,” Brenda’s mother had hammered into Brenda’s head, “Boy’s won’t respect you if you just hand i...
"That smell, fresh tanned leather and sweat. You girls have perfumed my establishment with the scent of a whorehouse. Thank God!" In the Desert it rarely rains, but when it does, you can see it coming for hours. Keeng glared at the darkening sky off in the distance. He slowly withdrew his watch from its nook in his waistcoat, glanced at it and noted that it...
Catalina dug her toes into the warm sand, the sound of waves lapping against the shore filled her heart with peace as she let the sun warm tanned, wet skin. Her day had been dedicated to surfing while her friends spent their time tanning on the beach not far off, but after a few hours she was exhausted and came to relax on the shore. Her best friend Stacy's...
Molly Stood naked at the edge of the pool. For the first time ever, she had walked around a house naked and experienced a thrill that she had not known until then. She had then masturbated in the bed of the stranger whose house she was watching. It had been weeks since she had been able to experience any form of sexual release as she never felt comfortable t...