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Well, I knew I had been taking a big risk by joining a females-only dating site. I had been cross dressing for two years, and my mirror had been telling me for months that I was every bit as good looking than many of the girls I knew in the office where I worked

Case Study 301: A daughter’s Rebel Yell! Welcome back everyone to Chapter 18. This particular chapter will have Taboo themes that may be sensitive to some of you

Dad and me Tonight after dinner, I called out to my dad: " Dad, I want to talk to you about something in the lounge privately, is that OK?" He replied: "By all means, let us." We adjourned to the lounge where one of our servants brought us each a drink and then left

Snow day. As a fifteen year old (sixteen in four months) I was a hard worker. I come from a middle class family but was never given any thing for free. I had to work. If I wanted a new bike I had to raise the money my self

1-18 Sunday was another typical morning in the house, Robert was working on spreadsheets and emails and I had a massive headache from drinking too much the night before. The painkillers hadn’t kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the couch and watched an old movie

I don’t know how long I laid there in a puddle of my own making before my head stopped spinning

Dumb disclaimers that are basically copy and pasted from the previous chapter. Of course, everyone in this story that engages in sexual activity is 18 yrs of age or older

Introduction My name is Will Chapman. I’m a 19-year-old college student, 5’8” and 160 lbs with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. I have always had trouble with girls my own age. It wasn’t that I was not good looking; it was because, despite being 19, I looked like I was 14

Author’s note: This is a non-linear story. It jumps to and from the past and present. I separated the time jumps with a series of asterisks. I hope that helps some. Editing thanks go to Todger65

I had a paper route in a amall town while growing up,. There were two papers delivered in the community and one day I got a call from a potential new client. It seems they wanted to change papers and wanted me to begin delivering to them

Jason got home at seven, after working late. He had called Donna, his wife, and told her, so she had left his supper in the oven on warm so she could go to the card club meeting with her friend Joan

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and all names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental

My mom and dad split up when I was younger. Divorce isn’t easy for anyone but then living in an atmosphere of constant arguments and distrust isn’t healthy either. Once it was done and she was on her own I did my best to be ‘the man of the house’ and became quite protective of her

Hello readers, Many of you likely do not remember my first story and that is okay, for it was written months ago and I've learned much since then. This is a rewrite of my first one, including many spelling/grammar errors

For more than a century it had been asleep, hidden in a dusty, abandoned lab. The passing of time held no influence over its crystalline structure but without nourishment, it had grown dormant. A small ember of light appeared in the center of the object, pulsing slowly