The majority of this story is true. Some or part of the conversations has been added to compensate for the lack of recollection. This story is centered on the old teenage party game called Post Office. They may still play this game for all I know. It starts off with a male and female going to a private area, to neck. They get a few minutes of undisturbed nec...
Chapter 4: Fantasies Met Junie walked around and around her new, bright yellow, little sports car. She had an ear to ear smile that just seemed to grow each time she made a pass. The dealer was giving her a long speech about the features on her new car and she had an armload of paperwork clutched in her arms. James Conrad had followed their instructions pe...
“I had to cut one of the buttons off,” Wendy said. She turned to display the dress she had worn the previous Friday night when we had frolicked on the laundry appliances. I inspected the dress as this was the first time I had seen it in the light. It had obviously been laundered. It was remarkably similar to the dress I had described. The material and colo...
Eric roamed from room to room through the empty house. This was more difficult than he thought. His footsteps rang hollow as he walked across the worn linoleum of the kitchen. The essence of his father remained in every room even a month after his death. Eric turned the handle on the backroom door. Surprisingly the door was locked. Startled he looked about f...
Chapter 1: Early Childhood Kay's life started off badly and continued that way until she was grown and left home. Her parents were always fighting, and there never seemed to be much happiness in their relationship. When she was a little girl, she remembered her dad taking her and her brother, Paul, to a few nice places, but they never went out as a family....
To the individual who keeps writing me telling and tell me how bad my stories are, please do us both a favor and stop reading them! Don't bother with my stories! I don't want you to get all upset and be pissed off at the world. I think you are a little sad. If you don't like the type of stories I write, why the hell do you read ALL of them? Maybe you just li...
A couple of weeks later, Drake announced to Virginia that since the tack room was almost finished she could hire a groomsman if she wished. He mentioned that he needed to go into town so if she wanted he could post the notice for her. She wrote one up and gave it to him. He took the carriage into town and after posting the notice he continued on to the golds...
"No, my husband hasn't refused to come see you with me. I haven't told him I'm seeing a marriage counselor. I'm just not sure what's to be done for the best, so I haven't said anything." The counselor nodded and gestured with her pen that her new client should continue. "My husband and I have had a rather traditional marriage, with him working in corporate...
Elunara marched in. Seeing him busy, she quietly stepped to the side. Anduin's eye roll did not go unnoticed. After they left, Elunara slid over to him. With a grin, he ran his hand on her hip. "What brings us the honor?" "I'd actually like to speak to the both of you... over a personal matter." Varian's eyebrow shot up. "This office should be fine." He...
I was all excited. The emerald green satin evening gown that I had purchased on Bay was just delivered. I had been planning for months to dress up and attend the gala ball at Fantasia Fair, an event held every year at Provincetown, Massachusetts for transgendered persons and cross dressers. I nervously opened the package and hurriedly undressed to try on thi...