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Innocence
I had just gotten off the train from my work, and now I was standing outside of the station, waiting for my bus in the freezing cold. I wasn't overreacting; it was really cold. I was wearing a thick winter coat and gloves, but I wished I would have remembered to bring a scarf or something, because I... Read full Story
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Plaid Pleasures - TG
Oh what a glorious time to be alive and horny. The miniskirt is back with a vengeance and the must-have item (for girls with the legs to show them off) was a short cute minikilt. I've never quite figured out why, but I've always found a tartan (or more commonly called plaid in the US) pleated ski... Read full Story
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Mommy Adriana, I Will Obey You
Finally we were on our way home. Interestingly neither Mommy Adriana nor Mistress Andrea had cuffed or gagged me. So I just sat in the back of our car. During the short drive I had some time to think about what had happened in the past two days since my wife, err Mistress Andrea, and I had picked up... 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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Bikini Boy
I was the boy my father had hoped for after 3 daughters before me. Life in our suburban middle class two-story house was as normal as anyone else's. My dad was a loving father bringing me up and doing the things a father likes to do with his son – baseball, fishing, camping, working the garage... Read full Story
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Dark Temptation
Ella's body glistened with perspiration as she twirled and spun her lithe body on the dance floor, loving the way the beat of the music thumped around her. The twenty-one year old loved Brighton's laid back, hippy, music generated atmosphere and long ago had fallen into dancing until the sun came up... Read full Story
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Karen, My School Teacher Part 1
The Meet By FoxyHosed It all started when we got a new class teacher. Her name was Karen. She was a mature lady and had dark red hair to her shoulders. That first day she wore some short dark blue jeans and a brown blouse. My other classmates started whispering about her. “He-he! Have you seen t... Read full Story