“I don’t get what you see in these things Ashley. It’s just a bunch of assholes and alcohol.” Taylor watches her roommate get ready, helping her out every now and when she can. “It’s fun Taylor. Come with me, you’ll see once your there. let’s get you prettied up and we can go together” Ashley hold up her favorite lipstick dangling it in front of Taylor. “Com...
A lot of people have accused me of being ruthless over the years. It's not my fault that I seem to attract some of the most evil people on the planet. From sociopaths ( men and women without conscience ) to racist white men and racist white women along with nutcases, man-haters, losers and stalkers. You name them, I've met them. All before I was twenty-four...
It's an ordinary Tuesday afternoon. I call you late in the afternoon and ask you if you'd like to meet me for dinner after work. I choose one of our comfy restaurants near your office. We drive separate cars, and have a nice meal, winding down with a nice bottle of Shiraz. Much to your (feigned) chagrin, I sit on the same side of the table with you and insis...
Linda was dressed in a form fitting light blue blouse and a short, dark-blue skirt with a slit up one side. The outfit caused stares of approval and some good natured catcalls from her male co-workers as she headed to the newsroom to prepare for the newscast. Linda looked hot and sexy; and what's more; she knew it! Linda had a few hours to go before her new...
I knew both what she was going through and what she would eventually come to acknowledge, after all we were both natural born slaves, lucky enough to have someone discover the fact and capable of drawing it out. The trainer was meant to do more than just improve her cock sucking skills, it was also going to help her in her mindset. Eventually, the trainer,...
My name is Jonathan. I am 35 year old man who works as a retail manager. Day to day my life is fairly uneventful. I'm up and out the door by 4AM, at work around 5AM where I go through the motions of putting on a smile and helping customers as I do my best to hide my contempt for those that work under me. After that, I usually sit in traffic for an hour to...
Jason got out of bed about a half-hour after Sylvia's mother left his room, walked down the hallway, and took his shower. He finished and, when he was coming out of the bathroom, he encountered Sylvia, wearing a fluffy bathrobe and looking a little ragged, shuffling down the hall. "Morning, Sylvia," he said. Sylvia had her head down and didn't look up at hi...
This short story is based on the two characters that were in my first story Elaine and Me. Some years have elapsed and they are still in love. I think that this story might illustrate the prejudice experienced by TS women everywhere. If anyone has any comments then please let me know. "Darling will you help me get ready?" Elaine asked standing in the doorw...
A Helping Hand A while ago, my wife and I were sitting at home watching the stormy weather through our veranda windows. The rain was heavy and the lightning spectacular. The lightning would light up the entire neighbourhood and it was almost as bright as daytime. During a lull in the storm we heard the sound of a car breaking and screeching to a halt befo...
Alli was my best friend. I shared everything with her. When I told her about my night with the tattooed man, I knew she would want to meet him. It was her idea to go to the local nightclub in the hope of finding him, and she was right. In our usual hyperactive, extremely horny mood, we dressed for the night; short, tight dresses, no underwear, and set off t...