The first day back to college. I have to admit, I was nervous, there would be new people this year and meeting people was not my strong suit. There were a lot of good looking guys though, I recognized a few from the year before, a few I knew of course. But there were a…
The small cottage stands out as a silhouette against the dark night, only distinguishable because the building is darker than the landscape around it. The car turns the corner onto a dirt road, and the now jerky headlights illuminate the building. A wooden door and glinting window sit beside a net of vines that weaves…
I was working on a paving project on a state road as the quality assurance tester. That means I do the testing that the state uses to determine the paving contractor’s incentive/disincentive. Today paving had started very early and I had to get a sample consisting of 7-75 lbs sample cans instead of the usual…
It has been apparent through all my schooling life that English was not my strongest subject. Growing up, teachers were very hesitant to give me high marks and I always tried my best without getting high results. I sought help from friends which was useless. I went to the teacher like a teacher’s pet to…
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(Some of this story may be slightly fabricated, but don’t worry about what is and what isn’t, just enjoy the story.) It was back in February when me and my girlfriend plus a few friends decided to go to a con. We hung out together and thought it would be fun. A friend bought my…
I guess I must have drifted away You moved your hand to shade my eyesI stepped up into the cloudsreached down to pull you into meWe left that world far belowon the outskirts of yesterday I loved how your blue gingham dress fluttered between my fingertipsWith every moist and heaving sighyou shimmered like an oasis of…
Lorelie, Robert and I have been down the local bar where we often meet and chat on a Saturday night. Lorelie and Robert are in their early 50’s, whilst me, I’m 47. Robert is pale skinned and fairly slim, Lorelie is overweight but, in my eyes, has curves in all the right places. As for…
That Saturday I slept and slept. I was exhausted from all the nervous energy I felt taking my first steps into the world of slutdom. I’d also been cumming quite a bit in the evenings as I thought about the effect I was probably having on the guys’ home lives. When I finally got up…
I was sitting in front of a coffee shop in one of the wide corridors of the shopping mall I was visiting, lost in thoughts as I was sipping on my coffee. I hate shopping for clothes. Well, I don’t hate it. I just don’t like it. My tactics usually are: walking in, scanning the…
Here are some stories about my sex life and exploration of who I am. Before I started cross-dressing, I fell in love with high heels, mainly cumming in high heels. When I was younger, my parents used to have a large walk-in wardrobe and when they would go out at night I’d search for my…
Paul couldn’t walk fast enough. His heart was pounding and he kept checking the time on his iPhone every couple of minutes. It was only a ten minute walk to the hotel but it seemed to Paul that he would never get there. He knew that Marie has something very special planned for him and…
(Pirate Era) Diary of Anne Breckinridge part 5 The next day came, and I washed in a fresh basin of water and readied myself for another day onboard the ship. I was summoned to Lunch with the officers and captain and then was seen to my room. I sat idle in my room staring out…
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Captain Anthrop had me taken to a small cabin which was, compared to my living conditions upon the Alexandria, a very welcome change. A soft, but modest bed with a fine down pillow and a window at the port side of the ship. After a few moments of examining my quarters there came a knock…
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I went to a friend’s wedding Saturday. It wasn’t like I truly wanted to spend a perfect Saturday in skirt and heels — especially in a dress and heels that I neither selected, or liked. At all. But when a friend asks a woman to be her matron of honor, it’s like being asked to…
Another frickin snow storm! What a cold frozen winter we are having. After spending two weeks in Jamaica in December the frozen cold of January and February have me chilled to the bone. Six fresh new inches of white frozen hell glued with a nice layer of ice to the driveway was making me dread…