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Don't Go Into The Woods
Prologue I am standing here wearing a red plaid schoolgirl uniform skirt. It is so short that although I looked in the mirror before and couldn’t see my white satin panties I felt anyone looking at me could. My blouse is a white collared blouse typical of what you’d expect to see on a... Read full Story
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Candy Pink Part 2
Chapter 4 My parents had a letter shortly after from the headmaster Mr. James Allen. I was to head out to CA before the start of winter term to get settled into the dorms and go through orientation. The letter said I should be there no later than December 1st and that they would arrange for me to... Read full Story
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A Night On The Town
The third Friday of every month is my day. This is the one day, or rather night of the month that I truly look forward to. Only twelve times a year, do I allow myself to totally, absolutely indulge myself. To be a slut! A total tramp! To luxuriate, and fulfill my desires that have been pent up insid... Read full Story
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A Game within a Game Part 3
A letter. Rob decided, after cooling down a bit from his anger which Jenny's visit had given him, to do a short survey on the things she had left. First he checked their bedroom, and like Jenny said, she didn't take anything of her make-up. He rummaged through her belongings and wasn't sure he wa... Read full Story
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Angel Chapter 2
Angel Jones stepped off the train and hoped she was in the right place. It was noisy and confusing in the terminal, a far cry from the relatively quiet station in her home town where she had boarded the train that morning. One hand clutched a small suitcase that contained her makeup and clean linger... Read full Story
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La primera vez que me hicieron mujer
Desde mis mas lejanos recuerdos, siempre sentí la necesidad de lucir femenina...recuerdo que de niña me encerraba en el cuarto de mi mama y me probaba las medias panty y los tacones, sobre todo unas sandalias doradas que me encantaban...podía pasar horas en esa habitación imaginándome siendo toda un... Read full Story
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La bonne chair masculine…
La bonne chair masculine… La brise caressait mes mamelons gonflés me donnant des frissons agréables. Les deux verres de Riesling avaient également contribué à mon excitation. Mon entre-jambe brûlait comme si le soleil qui disparaissait avait soufflé toute son énergie thermique dans mon intérieur... Read full Story
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Being Barbi's Bitch
After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of ... Read full Story