From the day that Katie and I had started working together, we had always wanted to do some sort of a theme show, and with the Women's World Cup about to get underway, and we found our opportunity when I reached out to the star of the US Women's National Team Alex Morgan. Like most American males, I had huge crush on Alex and was naturally hoping that worki...
Peter sat at his new desk in his new office in his new job. Everything there was alien to him but he was intent on making a good impression. So, why couldn't he concentrate? He knew why. There was something, or more to the point, someone, on his mind. Why, oh why, couldn't he get Claire out of his head? He was happily married to someone else and everyth...
I feigned interest in the baseball game on the tv as I tried to casually survey the occupants of the dimly lit bar. Coming here tonight had been an impulsive decision. One that I was beginning to regret. But I had been bored at home and was hoping for that one in a million chance of finding an interesting conversation partner. I chewed on the straw of my r...
Every year across the area I live we get the amazing Rocky Horror Picture Show at the theatre and it is always an amazing chance for me as a crossdresser to get out dressed to an event with friends some straight and up for a laugh others trans, bi and gay. As we booked the last night of the show and had a group of 6 of us going we had agreed to meet in a ve...
Little One took another deep breath. Daddy laid his head back and looked at her through his lower eyelashes. The blush on Little One's face was fading. She tightened her lips and swallowed. Her mouth suddenly felt very dry. "Daddy," she finally said, "Am I pretty?" Daddy reached up and softly stroked her cheek and ran a finger across her lips. "Little One...
I marched the three men into the station. The fat desk sergeant looked up and yelled, "Wait a minute! Just what the hell is going on here! Carl, are you okay?" Before Carl could answer I said, "Sergeant, I want this man arrested for attempted murder. Also, he's to be charged with conspiracy to commit murder since he was trying to convince his friend...
A Note to My Readers: Hey guys I would like to say I HAVE AN EDITOR Trggrhppy!!! He's been a big help and I can't thank him enough, well... I think I'm saying it too many times when I email him but it's true I can't thank him enough. As for how short it is, my editor said he would rather quality over quantity and it's true I know one page isn't enough but I...
In this fantasy I sign up for a spiritual retreat in the country that the new local church has organised. I go along with a bunch of other women looking for spiritual guidance and we ride to the woods in a minivan with 3 of the priests. After some team building exercises and spiritual discussion around the campfire, we retire to our tents. The travelling an...
My name is Wendy Stephania Polydor and I'm a 29-year-old Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I work as a Nurse at a certain hospital and I am the proud mother of a son, Jefferson, and a daughter, Lilandra. Life as a single mother isn't easy, and the fact that my ex-husband Alan Stephenson, a Boston-area cop, is a miser...
After a long night of watching DVDs, snacking on strawberry ice cream, fucking, and light bondage, Michael cooked breakfast while Vanessa opened the mail. “Oh, look an invitation to Rhonda Eaton’s birthday party. The party’s I can’t believe she’s going to be 50 – she’s one I always pictured her as 25 forever.” Rhonda ..I know Rhonda – she’s a sweet lady. S...