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Lady in Waiting Book 2 Part 1

Book 2
Lady in Waiting Part 1
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Note: for those that have read this story before this is a slight re-write of the original chapter 12.

This is the year that Charlotte departs England for a short while with her brother who is working for the government she is to all intents a young lady of quality. They are accompanied my Charlottes Ladies maid Anna and bound for Portugal.
Charlotte decides that Anna is more suited to be a companion rather than a ladies maid but before this could happen poor Anna undergoes a fate worse than death – she has a full body bath!

What Dreams May Come

Chris dies in a horrible car accident and goes to Heaven. He soon discovers that the friend he protected, Arnie, in high school has committed suicide due to constant bullying and abuse. Now, he must go through Hell to find Arnie and bring him to Heaven. However, things are not as they appear.

Singles: Diary of Jane

Author’s Notes: This story is inspired by the Breaking Benjamin’s song “Diary of Jane.” I will be rewording some of the lyrics in the story and want to give songwriter, Benjamin Burnley, credit. I also hope that I give his work the respect it deserves.

Gothic Sister

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*Gothic Sister*

 
 
"So let me get this straight, you want me to be your girlfriend?”
"Just for the weekend,” Rory reaffirmed.
"And just why do you think I'd want to do that, beyond the obvious?”
"You get to go to the Festival for free?”

Only one night

Only One Night

As always I want to thank everyone who has helped me become a better writer, who has edited my work and who has gave me encouragement. I also want to thank the people who has read my work, I know some it is still rough.

I AM telling the truth!

”I AM telling the truth.” Phil, my oldest son, repeated.

Between us on the table lay the very pretty and obviously very expensive silk dress that I had found in his closet and my 18 year old daughter said he had stolen from her closet.

Our Daughter's Prom Date


Our Daughter's Prom Date

By Daphne Xu

I'd just finished combing our daughter Cherry's hair, parting her hair on her left side, and now I stood back from her, hands on her shoulders. "You make a handsome, elegant picture," I told Cherry, with all the pride of a father. My wife, Brianna, was making the finishing touches on her hair, tucking it under to give it a light androgynous impression.

The Great Downtown Jam Session

Kyle was walking down the street, heading toward a mall that allowed people to play music with little or no hassle. It was just another city somewhere in the United States, much like many other fairly big cities, with people walking or driving by without saying anything.

He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going until he had to stop at a street light to wait for it to turn green. Across the street was a small area where the city allowed musicians, comics, etc., to do their acts. Something pulled Kyle over to the almost empty square.

The Housemate

Ok, I seem o have messed up somehow. Half the keywords for this story are missing.

It has BDSM, some sex and some femdom.


It all started when I was sitting in the social area at a play party.

I was talking with a domme I knew and happened to mention that we'd been given notice by our landlord. Seems he'd sold the house he was living in, and since the one we were renting was the next biggest one he owned, we were going to have to move.

You Know you are Better than This

You Know you are Better than This
Author’s notes:

I know I say this all the time, but thank you everyone for being so helpful and supportive.

Market Research

Tom meets an alien who is researching potential trade opportunities and gets a glimpse of more than one new world.

Market Research

By Jamie Lou Wendelin

Thanks to Kristina L.S., Scott Ramsey and another friend for reviewing drafts, finding mistakes and making helpful suggestions - and, oh yeah, Erin for making all this possible.
Of course all remaining mistakes are my own.

 

The Venus Touch

The Venus Touch
by Melanie T

Edited by Kristine Roland

When Ron spent the night with a strange woman, he never thought his life would be changed so much. Caught up in a web of sorcery and lies, Ron, who is now a woman named Ronnie must face a world of magic she never knew existed.

Hunted by powerful forces and aided by uncertain allies, Ronnie has to unravel the mystery of her transformation.

Journeys West - Chapter 10 - Wagons Ho

Chapter 10 - Wagons Ho

By Marina Kelly and Monica Rose
Editor: Qmodo

The book was still on the table bedside the bed when they wheeled him back to his room. While he wasn't restricted to his room, considering that he was only an observation patient, Pat didn't feel like wandering around the hospital wearing only a drafty gown.

Actions Have Consequences Vol 6: We are at an Understanding

Actions Have Consequences Vol 6: We are at an Understanding

Author’s note: I would like to thank everyone who has helped me become a better writer. All the comments and suggestions really mean a lot to me. I know I still have a far way to go, but I will keep on working on bettering my writing. I could not do that without the support of others.

“You are such a bitch Doug and I love that about you!” Helen exclaimed.

Soulmate or Soldier, Chapter 8

What is it you really want, a Soulmate or just a Perfect Warrior?

 

Chapter the Eighth

Where Alice discovers a linguistic barrier that she wishes she didn’t cross

You are a Meany II :Like Uncle, Like Sissy

You are a Meany II :Like Uncle, Like Sissy

Author’s notes: These words are more heartfelt each time I say them, thank you everyone for being so helpful and supportive.

Six months has past since Luke made that fateful phone call to his parents. To everyone’s surprise the road to reconciliation was quick. This was for love does not mean you never have to say sorry, love means that someone is quickly forgiven when they show real remorse and understand why what they did was wrong.

The Other Woman - Part One

The Other Woman – Part One

There are two women in his life and its finally time for them to meet.

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This story is dedicated to my friend and fellow author Warm Hearted, who has called me his cheerleader. We have become good friends and confidants, sharing comments and ideas on our stories as well as messaging and e mailing each other regularly.

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It shouldn't happen to a dog

Rick Mathews was a smooth-talking double-glazing salesman, who could talk his way into any deal, and virtually any female's bed.But he certainly wasn't expecting the latter when he visited Lady Markham at her country mansion.

Bureaucracy is a Bitch 2

Second Part of my first ever CD fic. Taylor, along with his new friend have a run-in with an obstructive staff member, and further seeks to wriggle from the effects of the clerical error

Thanks for those who reviewed Part 1

What is Good for the Gander is Good for the Goose

What’s Good for the Gander is Good for the Goose
By Sarah Goodwoman

Author's Note: Warning this is a dark story and has a rape in it. The rape is not in details but I do not want anyone who would be bother by it read it.

This is yet another one of my old stories, I edited it as exercise to get better at editing. I feel that I am doing so by putting the stories out also for people are so nice to give me constructive criticism and pointers.

Scenes from the Restroom

Scenes from the Restroom
By Stephanie Rose

Scene 1
Jeffry lifted his right leg out of the soapy water, and began to lather it up. He wanted to use the cream in the pink can on the side of the tub that his big sister Audrey used, but he knew he'd get in trouble. He walked in on her once as she was rubbing it on her legs, and she got mad.

"Get out you little creep!" she had yelled at him.

"I gotta poop!" he told her. "Daddy's on the other bathroom!"

Hey there Cutie Part 2

Hey there Cuite Part 2
By Sarah Goodwoman

Author’s notes: This story was inspired by the television show “The Twilight Zone.” It will be a little confusing at first for the main character is having an identity crisis. It is also an old story of mine which I have edited the rest. Please be gentle with the advice.

I would like to thank everyone who has been helping me to better hone my writing skills. To the people who have edited my works thank you, and all the people who gave good advice about how to better my writing thank you.

Chapter 8

Who do you think you are?

Blam!

For the third time that day I was pushed into the wall. Sigh, here we go again.

”Who do think you are? We don’t like trannys here! We told you to dress properly or else..!” followed by two expertly placed punches in my midriff and, when I had slipped to the floor, by a couple of kicks.

I couldn’t help myself admiring the shapely bare legs that delivered the kicks. No, it wasn’t a footballer or wrestler that delivered my usual afternoon beating. Here bare legs meant a girl. All the boys wore trousers. All the girls, and I mean absolutely all the girls, wore skirts or dresses. While there was no formal dress code the group pressure was enormous. And since my fellow student and teachers had decided that I didn’t comply … The sad thing was that I really was dressing as who I am. No crossdressing. No amount of paperwork brought from Norway could persuade them otherwise.

Bureaucracy is a Bitch 1

Who would have known a small clerical error would cause so much chaos?


The first chapter of my first story ever. Please comment if you enjoy, or if you don't for that matter!

Soulmate or Soldier, Chapter 6

What is it you really want, a Soulmate or just a Perfect Warrior?

 

Chapter the Sixth

Where we finally get to hear (bits of details about) the Prophecy, and get to encounter an even bigger boat... underground

The Beginning - part 7. Reunion

I just had to smile when I was thinking about this wonderful day. Of course, Michelle was annoying and she made rude comments. However, this didn’t bother me much and that was kind of surprising to me. I feel that I have been gaining confidence now that I know my girl name and now that there are some people who know the person I have been hiding inside of me. It felt really liberating. I know that soon I have to tell mom and dad. The thought made me cringe but I know it will feel liberating too. My next thought was about Mary.

One Knight Awaiting Us Cpt 1 - Runaway

One Knight awaiting us.

 

Chapter the First

 

As soon as I said it, I realised that it was the worst possible thing I could have said. The look on her face turned from a sort of compassionate pity to a sort of disgusted sneer. Which seemed almost kind compared to his; snapping from happy and smiling to righteous anger, teeth bared wide enough that the scars on his lips stretched, the not quite right flesh glistening in the light, as he launched himself at me, grabbed my shirt at the neck and dragged me up so that our eyes were mere inches apart...

 

SRU: Reforming the Brat

 

SRU: Reforming the Brat
by Daphne Xu

Credit: The song "Nuttin' for Christmas" was by Sid Tepper and Roy Bennett.

I wrote the first draft of this story eight or nine years ago, in a severely depressed, anxious, and/or furious mood. (I don't remember which and why, now.) I was recently motivated to revise this and finish it up. The first SRU story (Bill Hart's "A Strangeness at the Frat House") was written in 1996, so this could be considered a 21th anniversary homage to SRU, celebrating SRU's coming of legal age (to consume alcohol).

James MacBeth has had it up to here with his son Jeff. He encounters SRU; maybe they might help him with his son.

Touch Starved

Touch Starved

Touch starvation is actually a thing. The term for it that’s emerging in medical/psych circles is “skin hunger”. We as humans are meant to be much more social- and especially physically social - than we actually are, and most North Americans in particular are often touch starved because the casual, platonic contact that often happens between friends in other places just. Does not happen here.

It stops for so many of us “boys” when we’re pretty young. There’s this point where touch and care and comfort is either labeled creepy or gay.

Especially gay.

Safe to Play Prologue

Sometimes I wonder why I was ever conceived. Growing up in a family with a highly successful sister and only your mother for your parent, I was expected to be the man of the house. Growing up I tried every sport imaginable but failed at everything. I finally gave up even trying to play sports upon finishing Elementary school. I still went to games and what not after that but I relegated myself to watching rather than playing. In my second year of middle school my mother started dating again and it just so happens that he used to be a pretty good pitcher in High School and College.

Soulmate or Soldier, Chapter 5

What is it you really want, a Soulmate or just a Perfect Warrior?

 

Chapter the Fifth

Where Allie puts together some answers (and creates more questions for herself) and has a weird moment about there being a boat... underground

A boy named Alice: Chapter 1

Which brings me to today, I’m 13 now and about to start highschool. Can’t say I’m looking forward to it, since it’s probably exactly the same as earlier. Me being a social leper for being a boy with a girls’ name. It probably doesn’t help that I got a haircut yesterday and with me being distracted with trying to think of ways for damage control, I accidently agreed to my hairdresser to give me bangs. By the time I noticed it was too late to go back. I was either going to sport bangs, or a girly bob. I chose the bangs. Sigh, hopefully it isn’t worse like the usual crap at least.

I wear Panties for I am a Sissy

I Wear Panties for I am a Sissy
By Sarah Goodwoman.
Author’s Notes: I would like to thank everyone who has been helping me to better hone my writing skills. To the people who have edited my works thank you, and all the people who gave good advice about how to better my writing thank you. Also, this story has a special thanks to my oldest sister for her writing helped inspire me to be able to write Sally.

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