The next day when father came home from work, he asked to see me in his study. When I had closed the door, he announced, "If I didn't know that Spencer was a fine upstanding young man I would think there was a hint of homosexuality in his request to date 'Elizabeth' again whom your sister tells me is you. As it is, I know no reason to doubt either you or Spencer and I can only conclude that he perhaps felt you took the punishment a mite too well and wants to make you feel inferior and see you...

As I stood there, I felt Stuart stand behind me, close enough to feel his warmth without actually touching. I glanced from the corner of my eye over my left shoulder to see him. Glancing around I saw that Lisa and Chris weren't in the room. Obviously sensing my apprehension, Stuart commented that they had both gone to the toilets. Aware that there would be only a couple of minutes before they returned, I relaxed gently backwards until our bodies touched. His left arm automatically came up...

"Do you want to get out of this dress?" The question woke me from my reverie."Do you think I should?" I whispered, not entirely sure that was the correct response and not entirely sure that was the correct response and not entirely sure I wanted to hear the answer."I think so. It's not one you want to mess up." he whispered in my ear.The lips left my neck and the arm moved from my stomach. I half turned seeing him still standing beside me. He reached out his hand and took my elbow, ushering...

Odile had an argument going on in her head. She was thinking over her own feelings for the incredible dancing nun. 'Well,' she sighed and sipped the wine. 'Sure, she's beautiful, in lots of ways. Might be she is playing sport with me thinking I'm involved with Drexel. It's not amusing. Is this insane? Nobody falls for a nun, not even the banker asked to OK the loan on the convent we joke about. Yet, there are some questions. She seems genuinely attracted to me. I should know that, for sure....

He began to stroke my hips in the padded dress and he pushed his leg between mine. His hands caressed my thigh and I could feel his warmth even through my lovely dress. I felt my fake breasts pushing into his chest and I had the strangest desire. I wished that they were real and that I could have pleasured him with real mounds of soft, womanly breasts. I recoiled again from that thought but as I wriggled at that he turned his kissing to my chest as if my cleavage was indeed real. His hands...

Dan walked in. Nelson's face changed as he saw him. The change was almost immediate and Alicia watched every nuance. She was fascinated to see how fully he had accepted her suggestion."Hi Dan," Nelson said softly, standing and going to hug jim affectionately, kissing his cheeks, French style, then holding onto his hand he stood back and started to smile and look into his eyes. " I was hoping you'd be here today, I do need you to help me through. I'm so afraid of messing up, and I don't want to...

"Linda you keep claiming to be my son, but I don't see it. You look like a lovely girl, one who is bound have a loving husband and a lot of children at some future time. For now, you just have to do well in school. The rest will  come in its own time." With that, Mom took her eyes off the road for a split second and gave me that look that said I'd better not make an issue of it. I shut up.

She began by defining what it was that so attracted her to Rachel. She did concede that her feeling for the guy/girl had deepened considerably since her boyfriend Colin's rejection. She had to evaluate how strong a bond could be formed being on the rebound from a love connection not strong enough to endure in the first place. Rachel, she thought collecting all the interest and charm she felt, was the most fascinating person she'd ever met. Going all the way back to the company mailroom, Rachel...

Anatoly is a "special girl" in a very special family. She finds herself at the sexual mercy of her brothers Tyler and Jason. Father has commanded it to be so, and no one disobeys one of Father's commands. Be advised that this story emphasizes the intimate erotic details of the threesome's relationship over elaborate plot.

Gabby could stand it no longer. She firmly lifted her chin for another kiss. She opened her mouth and, in a sensual tryst, licked Sandine's lips. "This is not a mistake; I so want to do it, I need to know. But Miss, uh, earlier I saw a man come in the back way. Would that be awkward? Is he still here?" Sandine laughed. "Darling girl. That was me. I always crossdress when I go into town on an errand. I'm afraid if I dressed in a mini-skirt and halter I'd stop traffic. And that means I'm far...

I walked to the mirror and got the shock of my life. Evelyn Miller (the actress) was staring back at me. I was taller than her, but other wise I was her double. We went back downstairs. When we entered the sitting room, Evelyn and Rose were in deep conversation which stopped mid-sentence. Both women looked astonished. Evelyn was the first to recover and said that this was going to work. Now that I could see Evelyn in the flesh, I could see what a brilliant job Beverly had done on me....

Tony drove a low seated, bright red Aston Martin. I had to get down so low that my slitted skirt parted to show off my short black silk slip and the dark tops of my stockings. Tony just smiled as I wriggled to pull my skirt down while the neighbors at their upstairs windows got a good look up my skirt. I tried to frown at his smirk but I'm sure it looked more like a pout. I couldn't get my high heels right and had to wriggle even more to kind of sit side-saddle."You look gorgeous," said Tony...

Suddenly Miro looked very solemn, stern. "Do you know what a transvestite is?""Well, yes. Crossdresser. Right?"MIro frowned and Meg thought she had answered incorrectly.I've been a she-male sissy for a number of years now. I'm ready to have a gender reassignment, which is quite expensive. I'm about to move from transvestite to transsexual. Do you need what that means?" She cupped Meg's chin and turned the astonished girl sideways to face her. "It means I'm not a girl like you think. I'm a man...

"What can I say? you look very good. And you look very much like my wife."I stammered, "Thank you, I think.""Coffee?""OK.""Have you been doing this for a long time? I mean dressing up like this?""A few years, when I get the chance. Didn't think I would be disturbing anybody in this house since you all seem to be away so much.""We've had some problems. I think though that some of them may go away soon.""Oh.""Yes you see I killed my wife. Or at least I drove her to kill herself."This was not...

The incessant banging finally settled down to a steady rhythm. My eyelids felt as if they weighed more than a ton. I forced them open. I didn't have to do more than  glance at the too-bright windows to know that I was on a railway train. The carriage lurched, helping me to sit up. What was I doing on a railway train?Let's see, my mind set to work, as I closed my eyes again to slits. My mouth was dry and horrid. My eyes seemed wrong, too, as if my eyelids wanted to stick together. Gosh,...

Then he put his arms about me and hugged me to him. "I've missed you," he whispered into my ear and I was shocked by the banality of his remark. He was treating me as if I really was his wife! He was treating me as if I was his woman as he kissed me again, this time more fiercely, hungrily pressing my body, my breasts, into him. The aide silently withdrew and Gendrick's kissing became more intense. I was so terrified. He was treating me as if he had every right o kiss me, another man. His...