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Digging for Home
Never Make the Last Out at Third After some minutes, Charlie broke the embrace. Backing away a step, she steered her moist brown eyes into Frank's damp grey ones. "What now?" The man tilted his head to one side and shrugged. "I'm not sure. It hasn't been a day yet since you went... Read full Story
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Whitney's Way
My arms were stretched over my head as I finished hanging the last sheet of drywall. Another step closer to the end of the two year process of renovating our first house, it was hard to conceal my sense of pride at turning a worthless wreck into the nicest place on the block. But as soon as I heard ... Read full Story
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Page Sixty-Nine
When my wife suggested that we rent out the guest rooms above the garage to a college student it sounded like a good idea. It was very much like a small apartment, with a bedroom, bathroom, and small living room. No kitchen of course, but we could share ours and it seemed like a good way to make... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 14
For me, my hometown, L.A., is not the sexy, sweaty night clubs of West Hollywood nor the porn scene of the North Valley. Though I feel more at home there, that side of L.A. is not my home but rather the world into which my transsexual destiny exiled me. Home is the leafy, moneyed boulevards and s... Read full Story
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Working My Way Through College Chapter 2
Saturday morning, I awoke wearing the same panties and baby doll nightie I wore to bed. If I hadn't, I might not have believed what had happened Friday night. It felt pretty good to walk around like that, so I went to the kitchen, and made some coffee. As it percolated, and as I drank it, I couldn't... Read full Story
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Growing up wrong
Hello my name is Krystal, but everyone calls me Krissy. I'm 25 & live in the Detroit area. I work at a local hospital as a Physicians assist & I love it! I'm pretty much a doctor but limited at meds I can proscribe & I don't have to have malpractice insurance. Last night was my third ... Read full Story
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My First Time Out Part 1
Shayna paced back and forth throughout the entire Suite while she nervously smoked the long thin cigarette. She occasionally stopped and peered into the mirror thinking that all of her hard work had gone to waste for tonight. She was dressed to kill and had no place to go. The red patent platforms w... Read full Story