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New Girl in Town
Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon. His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens in New York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother’s and sister’s clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I had never... Read full Story
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Amsterdam
zNote: This story evolves around a "shemale" so there is some bi-sexuality in the telling of this tale. If that's not your cup of tea, then please, don't bother reading it. Thank you. Amsterdam My wife and I had flown over from the states to visit with her parents who lived there. I ... Read full Story
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The New Hire
Norman Bancroft wasn't exactly crazy about the job. For one thing, the pay sucked, and there was zero chance for promotions. In addition, fairly long periods of boredom were relieved-if one could call driving several hundred miles per day for several days in a row relief-by trips from one of the rai... Read full Story
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Becoming My Wife's Wife
"Baby, you know how much I love you. There's just something missing that I feel like I need in my sex life." My stomach turned as soon as I heard Sherry say those words. I remember it like it was five minutes ago. We had just finished having unbelievable sex and she was sitting naked on... Read full Story
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Darla's Diary: Slutfest 1993
Vacation Day One At last!! Another fantastic two weeks of freedom...the freedom to do as I pleased and dress as I pleased because it was my VACATION TIME!!! This year was better than other years because it was the first time my wife and I had two weeks vacation each. Just like she does every othe... Read full Story
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Working for a Living
Pulling into the job site, I noticed the house was really taking shape since I'd last been here. It would only be a month until my mountain home was completed and I started to move in to the place. Getting out of the truck, I pulled my jacket up tight against my neck as the cold wind tried to bite m... Read full Story
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Angel Chapter 2
Angel Jones stepped off the train and hoped she was in the right place. It was noisy and confusing in the terminal, a far cry from the relatively quiet station in her home town where she had boarded the train that morning. One hand clutched a small suitcase that contained her makeup and clean linger... Read full Story