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Lead Shoes-1

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Lead Shoes.

I wake up and I’m already exhausted.

I don’t wake because of the shakes or the twitches I’m just used to those now but there’s sometimes you just get a spasm that cramps you up so badly you wake up from it medication and all.

Arooo....3

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Arooo….3

Chapter 3

I’m looking at that first text message and I can’t breathe…I can’t think…I can’t breathe…

“Kelly!!!” It comes out a scream, a shriek of pure denial and fear and desperation and I blank out.

Everything I’ve help sacred to my heart for over half my life is gone. The void is huge and it swallows me without so much as a fight.

I wake up and I hurt.
My heart…
Oh god my heart…

Nothing is supposed to hurt like this is it?

Its grey here, England…of course it’s grey, goddamned fog.

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 13 of 22

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“Oh, I wish I knew if you meant that, or if the geas is making you say it...”

Jem...Chapter 7

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Jem…Chapter 7

Chapter 7

You’d think that I’d be more guy about this whole thing right? That I’d be more Jason or that Jason would be more of a teenaged guy here living in a house with three really pretty girls.

I thought I might be.

Hell I thought I would be way too turned on by just being near them. You get a totally different look at girls/women when you’re living with them and apparently camouflaged.
They act totally different when you’re one of the girls. There’s a lot more adjusting of the bra’s and scratching than most guys would think of and I get to learn about something I’ve never heard of as Brooklyn adjusts herself from having a front wedgie.

Okay…it took me a few moments to figure that one out. It was worth looking a bit “duh” then embarrassed for getting the laughs that came out of all three of them.

FTL-7...Faster Than Life.

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FTL-7…Faster Than Life.

Chapter 7

By the time the second shot is into me Stillwater’s strapping my sword to my hip. I’m not used to drinking and these shots are this stuff called reactor core which doesn’t bode well for me. It burns and kind of sucks the breath out of me.

Home alcohol isn’t a popular choice having gone seriously out of favor with most people since we all started having On-Body-Computers it and most drugs don’t mix well when you live in the networks and stuff so much.

Here though it’s different, there’s a cultural thing with being in the military itself but also there’s all the other colonial cultures where it’s see and used differently. Home it’s a smattering of light beers and a decent amount of wines and very little hard liquor.

This stuff I’m drinking is some kind of hot pepper and agave fermented product from Aztekina colony. I’m not sure why each time we do a shot of it people are yelling “Ole!”

Arooo....2

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Arooo….2

Chapter 2

I’m so not used to this; it’s so unreal running on all fours in wolf state and having part of my conscious mind trying to process that. Then there’s the smells too and then there’s the fact that well…I’m a wolf running through the streets of London.

I love the speed that I can go though and I have the advantage of being able to run through and around things that are slowing the Vicar and his three biker goons down. Honestly the traffic in this city is the shits.

And the place smells funny.

Sweet Dreams-19..So Snow White; Are you going to order the apple? Part 3

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Sweet Dreams-19..So Snow White; Are you going to order the apple? Part 3

Chapter 19 part 3

I guess if it hadn’t been such a special thing I might have been a lot more embarrassed than I was. But as we were dancing there was this little ripple of smiles and looks of isn’t that romantic that are buzzing through some of the other patrons and two other couples get up and start dancing too.

It was a very cool moment, probably one of the coolest moments in my life. When the song ended Alex looks over at the couple that let him set his I-phone down on their table and says. “Thank you.”

Sweet Dreams-19..So Snow White; Are you going to order the apple? Part 2

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Sweet Dreams-19.. So Snow White; Are you going to order the apple? Part2

Chapter 19 part 2

* Alex’s Part……

Everything had started off really good and then Dad started in with his snide little remarks in the limo it was really cool seeing her fire right back at him. I was so proud of her for pretty much breaking her entire pay check to pay for all of the things tonight without dipping into anything else.

We ended up picking up some of my dad’s cronies Leon Panichi and his wife and their twin girls, Geoffrey Scanta and his mid life crisis. Then there was Aubrey Zane and his wife Debora, Deb was still someone I knew a little older than Geoff's mid life crisis but only a little. It must be a "thing" really only Mrs. Panichi and April were over thirty, but not over thirty five.

I knew the girls from the early days at the club and they went to a different school than I ended up going to and Scantha’s mid life crisis Anna was likely only around twenty if that I was soon getting barraged by questions and they had said they had spent the summer in Italy and started showing off just how good their Italian was.

The other’s joined in and I was fending off questions about me and Hunter and football and school and…Yeah…I fell for it.

The little look on Debora’s face as Hunter excused herself and left looking for the bathroom and the cutting little remarks. I see there’s these coy and bitchy little smirks between her and the twins.

Sweet Dreams-19..So Snow White; Are you going to order the apple? Part 1

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Sweet Dreams-19...So Snow White; Are you gonna order the apple? Part One

Chapter 19

It’s just getting onto the start of evening and I’m looking down at Alex and he’s standing in front of the limo and the sun’s behind it and him and he’s dressed like that and the wind is blowing his dark hair to one side.

I know I’m just playing the part of a girl, well trying to be a girl now but the way that my heart does this huge heavy thud in my chest at the sight of him it's all girl.

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 12 of 22

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Hadn't Tsavila said that he should be kind to her, for she'd suffered enough already? If she was compelled to act this part against her will, further probing could do no good; he had already learned enough to be sure she was no Vetuatsenu. Various moments of their conversations the day before came back to him: she had repeatedly changed the subject when someone brought up recent events in Netuatsenu, or asked more than a few questions about her family.

Absinthe, Opium and Honor...Chapters 15 & 16.

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Absinthe, Opium and Honor…Chapters 15 & 16.

Chapter 15

It was all very surreal and Déjá -vu as I led a shaking and scared and miserable Danny upstairs into my loft. I made some hot chocolate and looked at him as I stirred it. “Danny?”

“Yes…” his voice was really meek sounding.

“Why? Why me?”

“I dunno? Scared I guess of what’s going on in my head. But not just that, it’s not being able to get you out of my mind.”

A Flower's Bloom - Book 2 - Part 2 of 2

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I finally get to go back home. But being back home brings its own set of problems: the end of the school year, facing my family, and worry over what Justin will do next. I can only hope everything will turn out okay...

A Flower's Bloom
Book 2 - Part 2 of 2
by Megan Campbell
Copyright  ©2011 Megan Campbell
Released: October 17, 2011

Whose Irish Eyes Be Smiling? 6

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Whose Irish Eyes Be Smiling?
by Anam Chara

Sean and Mórag discuss why he abandoned his promising career as a violinist. The school nurse worries about Morgan’s anxiety, while Sean battles insomnia before his audition with the Daughters of Danaan. And Kelly seems to exert a profound influence on those around her, even from a coma…

Jem...Chapter 6

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Jem…Chapter 6

Chapter 6

I wake up slowly and there’s this scent just floating around me and it’s one of the best scents in the world. Girl… that smell with just hints lingering of her soap and shampoo still clinging to her just winds itself a twirls in my brain and comforts me right down deep inside.

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 11 of 22

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“You're probably not related to her, either.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I don't know who my mother was. She was a wizard, and probably not from Setuaznu or Niluri or anywhere in between, but my father never talks about her.”

Charlie...7

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Charlie…7

It was really nice to have somebody to think of and keep my mind out of that obsessive self ass-kicking that I’ve been giving myself. Sable was a nice distraction from the usual. History was well…boring and kind of retarded from the little bit that I learned of it. I was actually thinking about the abuse that Sable must have been getting with everyone knowing that she was into porn.

On my way to the last class of the day and someone was being a wise ass and called me “Chaz.”

A Flower's Bloom - Book 2 - Part 1 of 2

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I finally get to go back home. But being back home brings its own set of problems: the end of the school year, facing my family, and worry over what Justin will do next. I can only hope everything will turn out okay...

A Flower's Bloom
Book 2 - Part 1 of 2
by Megan Campbell
Copyright  ©2011 Megan Campbell
Released: October 10, 2011

Absinthe, Opium and Honor...Chapters 13 & 14.

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Absinthe, Opium and Honor…Chapters 13 & 14.

Chapter 13

It’s actually turning out to be a good day. Nothing really special and yet it’s one of those Mondays in the early fall when it’s Summer with Fall teasing her edges like a flirty lover. I’m loving my look today, the way I feel, the sway as I walk the feeling of not just being on my way to becoming who I really am but liking it too.

What Lies Beyond Twilight

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What Lies Beyond Twilight,  ©2011 Zoe Taylor Demons? Ancient Celtic Goddesses? It's bad enough Samantha's stuck in a new house and starting a new school, but can she also survive the evil that lurks in the shadows?

Jem...Chapter 5

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Jem…Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I look up from where I’m sitting with the girls and blinked a few times as it sinks in what just happened and I get to my feet and head upstairs. I head to Raven’s room and the door’s shut and I knock gently.

“Raven?”

“What…?” (Shaky and sobby voice.)

“Can I come in?”

“Okay…” (Kind of a whine.)

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 10 of 22

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“Don't go away. Don't let him make you go away.”

“How? Is Kazmina strong enough to defend me against him?”

“No. But I am.”

Absinthe, Opium and Honor...Chapters 11 & 12.

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Absinthe, Opium and Honor…Chapters 11 & 12.

Chapter 11

I’m crying…I’m crying harder than I should be right? God it hurts, I don’t…I hurt her, didn’t I? Sasha takes me to one of the rooms in her house there’s a big sofa and a gas fireplace that’s going and she eases me down and I curl up. And break into wracking sobs. Why...why did everything go sideways? I keep seeing the way she looked at me, hearing the tires squeal.

Arooo....1

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Arooo…1

Chapter 1

The feeling of the slip under the dress I’m wearing is so strange but in this really good way that still surprises me. This silky glide of my legs smooth now when something I never thought about losing is now forever gone. No, I was never really a transgendered person just a soldier, dying years ago diagnosed with lung cancer from too much toxic stuff on the battlefield. Transformed by the Silverbite I went from a mid fifties old soldier to this sweet young thing…Her Majesty’s age, seventeen in body.

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 9 of 22

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“Maybe he did as the servant said, maybe not. Either way, I fear he did meet with some misfortune, for the last I heard his family had not heard from him either. But wine can't be pressed into grapes. I met Itsulanu when I was angry and sad, and he comforted me. Now in less than three days he is to be my husband, and that makes me happier than I can say. I wish my sometime lover may be happy wherever he is; I forgive him.”

A Bedtime Story

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A Bedtime story

“Tell me again about Mama, Daddy.”

The first time my son had asked me that question, I hesitated to respond. I thought “What good could come of reliving our grief?”

But then I recalled how the grief and loss I felt when my dad died had been multiplied by the fact that everyone refused to talk about him, as if he had never existed. So I put aside my own grief, and shared with my son, and now it was a nightly ritual.

“Bobby, are you sure you want to hear this again? Its a sad story, remember.”

Jem...Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Dad’s got this I’m not totally awake yet thing going on and well…well he’s certainly awake now. In fact he freezes and it staring and then he looks me up and down and I’m starting to get scared and nervous. “Dad?.........Daddy?”

He blinks and extends his hand and I offer mine and he shakes it like I’m a young lady.
“You’d better come inside…”

“Jem.”

“Jem? Like in Jem and The Holograms?”

“How’d you?”

“Come on in and we’ll talk Jem it’ll be safer that way.”

“Yeah the police aren’t here yet.”

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 8 of 22

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“Love is a thing holy to Kalotse, and...” Just then she heard a wailing, which got momentarily louder; one of the servants came in holding a fussy, just-woken Miretsi. “A thing with unexpected consequences,” she concluded.

Football Girl~Season 2~Chapter 15

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‘Oh crap,’ I said, or rather, croaked.

I didn’t say a word on the way home. The others thought that I had done too much too soon, but it wasn’t that. I was scared, petrified and I felt physically sick...

 
 

Football Girl
Season 2 ~ Chapter 15

By Susan Brown

Copyright © 2011 Susan Brown

Jem...Chapter 3

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Jem…3.

Chapter 3

I was sleeping so well. It was a nice warm bed and fluffy. Guys don’t admit to this but soft and fluffy can be good. I can, yeah I’ve got pink dyed hair and I’m wearing a bra and panties but I wasn’t really caring. I was in a nice smelling bed that smelled of those wonderful girl smells that so reminded me of Mom. Not quite, well not close really but just the smell of perfume and everything else plus the smell of the girl herself lulled me to sleep. Best sleep I’ve had in a long, long time.

*Drum Cymbal smash!*

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 7 of 22

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Launuru said little in the carriage on the way back to the wizard's house. She was thinking about her reaction when Kazmina had suggested that she change back into the man she'd been when she hired the room. It had been as appalling to her just now as the idea of becoming a woman had been when Kazmina suggested it two days ago. If that were so, how could she ask Tsavila to marry her, promising to become a man again soon?

Absinthe, Opium and Honor...Chapters 9 & 10.

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Absinthe, Opium and Honor…Chapters 9 & 10.

Chapter 9

I can’t help but to pant and exhale/moan “Sasssssssssha….” I almost a hiss/gasp as she works her magic on me and I’m shaking because while I’ve had some really great sex, and really great orgasms there is nothing as…sexual and powerful as she is right now.

FTL-6...Faster than Life.

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FTL-6 …Faster than Life.

Chapter 6

I wake up feeling well…I’m not sure? I’m in the tank and I feel Patrick’s arms around me still and him pressed to me still holding me, still floating together spooning. My breather mask is still on my face and I …sort of feel at peace.

Which is a welcome thing from the replaying of everything that has been going on in my head since the battle against that Technarch killing machine. The girls sent Patrick my way and while it wasn’t the way that I pictured losing my virginity…it was still better than I had imagined.

Absinthe, Opium and Honor...Chapters 7 & 8.

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Absinthe, Opium and Honor…Chapters 7 & 8.

Chapter Seven.

I know I’m literally just getting started on this path I’m on. But you know dressed in my pink Nike breast cancer tee-shirt and my faded but girls jeans. Shopping out in the Sunday sun with a really good looking, decent guy who knows what I am and he doesn’t care in fact he’s touching my arm and just me with that kind of sort of together thing.

I feel like a girl, I feel pretty even this dressed down. I feel like me. I can’t stop smiling.

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 6 of 22

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“What do you mean, young lady, bringing my daughter's would-be lover under my roof under false pretenses?”

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 5 of 22

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“Kazmina,” she said, gently shaking the wizard, “you've got to change me back now... Or tell me what's going on.”

Kazmina wasn't fully awake. “What's wrong?” she mumbled, propping up on her left arm.

“This doesn't feel wrong, that's what's wrong! I'm forgetting what I'm supposed to be, just like when we were geese. By the time we go to see Psavian, I'm afraid I'll have forgotten why I came back to find Tsavila!”

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 4 of 22

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“We need something better,” she said. “We need to make a good impression, as a pair of fine ladies — ”

“What?” he exclaimed.

“I'll explain in a little bit; I've figured out how to disguise you when we meet Psavian and Tsavila.”

Wine Can't be Pressed into Grapes, part 3 of 22

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“There's a haunt; do you make away with it, you'll have sweet supper and soft bed.”

“A haunt?” Kazmina asked, dismayed.

“A phantasm, a ghost?” the woman said. “In the barn yonder.”

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