Être coincé au bureau tard un vendredi, c'est toujours nul. Alors que je remarquais que des subordonnés et des collègues quittaient le bâtiment alors que l'horloge sonnait cinq heures, certains d'entre eux s'arrêtant à la porte de mon bureau pour me souhaiter poliment un bon week-end... read more
Le rêve est mort. L'écriture était ma passion, mais cela n'a jamais servi à rien. La réalité a une mauvaise façon de vous rattraper, déchiquetant vos désirs dans son sillage. Ce cycle d'épargne et de vie de ces économies s'est progressivement révélé intenable et maintenant, à ving... read more
Le rêve est mort. L'écriture était ma passion, mais cela n'a jamais servi à rien. La réalité a une mauvaise façon de vous rattraper, déchiquetant vos désirs dans son sillage. Ce cycle d'épargne et de vie de ces économies s'est progressivement révélé intenable et maintenant, à vingt-cinq ans, j'ai... read more
J'aime m'habiller. J'aime beaucoup me déguiser en femme. Cela dit, je suis un homme mais pas gay. J'adore le travestissement. Je fais du travestissement depuis des années et ma garde-robe s'est considérablement développée au cours de cette période. Le sentiment tabou de porter des vêtements fé... read more
I'd known Barbara for some time now. She was a mutual friend of a friend, Trina, and we often bumped into each other in the street, or at the store. I liked her and appreciated her company and humour. She was 57, somewhat older than me, being in my mid-30's. We spent many evenings chatting and laugh... read more
It was a dark and stormy night. Oh, wait, I was taught NEVER to begin a story like that. (Snoopy can get away with it, but he does all his writing with a typewriter balanced on his doghouse). OK, getting back to important things. It was actually early Autumn out in the Desert, cool weather was s... read more
Avoir vingt et un ans la semaine prochaine et toujours vierge, est-ce vraiment si triste ? Pas une vierge sans baiser au moins, mais je ne sais pas si un baiser ivre avec une fille au hasard il y a quelques années lors d'une fête au hasard provoquée par la foule compte. Presque tout le monde a e... read more
"Même moi, j'ai dû gronder ma fille pour avoir consulté un site de sexe sur Internet hier. Dommage, ça avait l'air plutôt intéressant. Mais même si elle a presque vingt ans, je ne pourrais vraiment pas lui dire maintenant, si." « Oh, qu'y avait-il de si intéressant là-dedans ? J'ai demandé. Vi... read more
Layovers are a pain at the best of times but the prospect of five hours at the airport was not a good one. My inbound flight had been delayed and I had missed my connection, so there was nothing for it but to wait out the afternoon and catch the next 'plane home to the wife and kids. The only ... read more
I was recently divorced, 39 years of age and living in an apartment in Sydney's inner eastern suburbs not far from the famous red light district of Kings Cross. After two failed marriages, I was footloose and fiance free and as lusty as a rampant bull on speed. I chased after anything wearin... read more
Right, if you're reading this, then you are probably already interested in being a good little slave slut. Now I'm going to take you one step further. I'm recruiting slaves now; I don't care if you're a man, woman, cd, tv or shemale, I need you to submit yourself to me. . .now. Here is what yo... read more
That night, that Friday, had been highlighted on the kitchen calendar for weeks, though my wife didn't know the reason why. OK, so she was off to her sister's for the night and that was why she'd underlined it to start with. But I had other reasons. Since Sarah had turned forty she'd not gone out... read more
1 - Monday It really has been one hell of a week and more to come maybe, though I really am not sure how this is all going to work out. An awful lot has happened since last Monday, I am just beginning to make sense of it. Or at least, some sense. On Monday I decided to 'shake myself out of it'... read more
It all began as a bit of a joke really. We'd all been out clubbing in some raunchy nightspots and were still high on the atmosphere. As the night wore on and morning was quickly rearing its bright and beautiful head, the group began to dwindle until only three of us were left. My husband Phil, my be... read more
A night out with Liz and Sue I had known Sue for almost five years but had known Liz for a lot longer. We had met while she was still at school although I was four years older we still became good friends. After she left school I helped her with her college work and more importantly when she need... read more
I drove into the store car park. Stopped in my usual place, the one which said 'MAN' in bold letters on the tarmac, short for manager of course. Just for a moment I shivered despite the warm spring weather, this was honestly the first time the incongruity of that label struck me. I pulled on the ... read more
AQToday I am a fully-fledged she-male, living with my girl friend Kim, who, to me, is the most beautiful girl in the world. We live as sisters to the outside world, but we are in fact passionate lovers. This whole true story started some 5 years ago, let us tell it to you. At that time I was a si... read more
Although I was over qualified after I graduated and accepted a one as an Internet operations officer for one of the high street retailers. I was offered better jobs but I took the one with the retailers because it paid reasonably well and more importantly meant that I would have to relocate down to ... read more
Time had seemingly flown by since meeting the man I was to fall head over heels for on a drunken night in the town centre, the type of guy you would never expect to be dating a transvestite but here I was waking by his side as I had done for the past 6 months or so since we moved in together after m... read more
My name was James. It was, before everything that happened, anyway. I'd come from pretty good stock, as the snooty, upper class would likely say. I guess I still did, although it would take a DNA test to prove it now, and to be honest, I didn't really have the desire. That was all before. I have to ... read more
