Slowly, we glide through the lost steps of this courtly waltz, you holding and guiding me flawlessly. The music stops and you spin me in a graceful twirl, catching and pulling me back against you with strong arms. We hold hands, fingers laced together. I rise up on tiptoe to murmur softly in your ear, a question, a plea... You nod in assent, and start to sp...
Rowan sat in the cafe, looking up through the window at the gray sky. She was a picture of poetic melancholy in her heavy sweater, and long sandy hair parted in the middle. For weeks she'd been eating lunch at the same table, waiting, wondering when her next mission would come and what it would be. When the waitress dropped her change off, she knew the wait...
Dear readers, I'm happy I've found a new editor. He did a great job. Thank you Mike. ***** Thursday turned out to be an interesting evening because it was the first since Sunday that Todd sat together with his housemates. They played Texas hold'em. Not the hard way of course, just for fun. They all put five dollars in a pot. The chip leader would get the...
This is the fourth chapter in this series. Minimal effort has been made to explain backstory, so it is recommended that chapters one through three be read first. ***** By sunset on the fifth of July, the first floor walls were mostly in place of the cabin Jordan was building on the land he had inherited. High stone exterior walls were built, but the cement...
Georges equipment attracts the attention of Prostitutes and Nuns and then he is persuaded to make a left handed version. =================== Ada Monckton was a woman to be feared, a colossus of womanhood only five feet tall but reputedly twenty stone, and as leader of the Gateshead and Heaton branch of the Pubic Sector Workers Union her wrath was legendary...
James had first noticed Megan Williams as she shared lunch with a few friends on the campus of the local university. It had been a hot day and they had taken refuge on a bench that sat in the shade of a tall oak tree. The hot weather had forced her friends into skimpy clothing that left a great deal of flesh on display but Megan had dressed more modestly in...
Megan suggested the last two weeks of July were best. That was the hottest time of the year and there's no better way to cool down than spending the morning in the breaking waves. This year they could do just that. Her mother had bought a house on Cape Hatteras after saving and investing for years. Now that she had the dream home she wanted, the only thing t...
Preface = = = = = = Not so long a delay this time. I've stuck on Ginny and Katy right now. We (Katy, Betty and I) have been getting to know someone new. She's kept us all busy since Thursday. A version of her may show up in one of my stories sometime. Or she may get a story of her own, she's so amazing. But today (it's Sunday) I had a couple of hours to w...
One hour. "Correction," he reminded himself, "one fucking hour." That's how long Michael had been in traffic trying to get back from work. It was normally only a twenty-minute drive from his office complex in the Upper-Side to his apartment, but there had been some rain that drenched the roads and flooded out one of the bridges. It was pretty bad— two...
If you haven't read part 1, I'd recommend it since that is the start of the transformation, but this story could pretty much stand on its own. This story contains interracial, dom/sub, t-girls, crossdressing/sissification and bondage. This story is fantasy. I like to stretch the limits of what's possible, so don't expect pure realism. For clarity: In m...