I felt like Sarah was consciously ignoring me. She said nothing when I met her at the motel, barely looked at me when she pointed at her pick-up and we piled in, and then grunted at the questions I attempted to ask. An example: "Where are we headed?" Her murmured reply: "You'll find out soon enough." Eventually, I gave up. I figured she was too afraid o...
Thanks to everyone who has offered constructive criticism and supportive feedback. This story can be read on its own. However, people interested in what brought me to this point should start with “WG – Day One” and read about the previous two days. I know that I’ve told you that I sleep really well when I am near the ocean, but as I fell asleep that Saturda...
~ Through the Turnstile ~ It was hard to decide if the goose bumps were from the cold air or from mild trepidation. The chill was easy enough to explain: she had taken her shirt off, exposing her back. Trish had thoughtfully put a warm towel on the pad to cushion her breasts, but she was still cold. The apprehension was more complicated. She had asked Lesli...
Henry chanced a look into his mirror, supposedly checking out the flow of traffic, but in reality flagellating himself with another stolen glance at the occupants of the back seat. Aubrey Lister sat back on the leather like a king reclining on his throne, his face a picture of self-assured crapulence as he draped one arm over the shoulder of his favourite pe...
Since the first article I wrote described the last time that I dressed as a woman was generally well received, I have decided to share some more of my story. To do that I will start the journey at the beginning and travel through to some of the first times that I ventured out into public dressed as a woman. For those that did not read my initial offering le...
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While Simon was staring down the army all he had to do for the time being was hold the army back until his allies could join in. The enemies were too far away to hear what they were saying even with Simons heightened senses, Simon could see the shadow moving on the shroud that the rape demon had which to Simon indicated that something was moving. This was wh...
How the fuck was she going to take this? The question just wouldn't leave his mind as he watched his wife holding hands with Charlotte, craving human contact while engaged in a 'spiritual' conversation that neither would recall with anywhere near as much intensity, or clarity, once the pills and powder had worn off tomorrow morning. Despite the euphoric op...
When Connie woke up that Sunday after the draft day, she was aware that Harry & Brenda were gone. Next she noticed that she was suffering a splitting headache. It was obviously a hangover as a result of her previous night's drinking. She then spied Bruce's limp cock. She automatically popped it into her mouth with the notion that sucking his cock might reduc...
To E. John hadn't seen his wife in seven days and it was driving him absolutely crazy. He had never been away from her for so long in all their eight years of marriage. Yes, he had been called away to meetings for a day or two, and she made short jaunts for her business once or twice a month, but this was something else. John's struggling software company...