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Sortie en boite
Encore une fois, je ne relate ici que des expériences passées assez lointaines (plus de 20 ans), à l’époque ou internet n’existait pas vraiment, nous en étions encore au minitel… J’ai fait énormément de plans et de rencontres durant cette période, mais je ne raconterais que celles qui m’ont laiss... Read full Story
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Vegas Encounter- part Deux
Tuesday morning, it’s early and dark. Jack is in an Air BnB home in Summerlin, a suburb of Las Vegas. He met an online friend Diane and her friend/roommate last evening and we all slept in the King-size bed. I look around, Diane is sleeping curled in a ball on her side, but Holli is not here. M... Read full Story
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Hits, Misses: G
Ok, what follows are some accounts of hookups and almost hookups I've had with transwomen in the late 2000s, early 2010s. Some I think about a lot. Others I've forgotten completely and am attempting to interrogate my memories. Things have changed a lot in the culture, mostly for the better. Visibili... Read full Story
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House Guest
“Hello, baby,” the septuagenarian smiled. “Hi, Misses Pearson. I was just calling to say hi and tell you I got that job in Brennan!” “That’s wonderful,” she mused. “Bill!” “Huh,” the woman’s husband grunted. “Jenna got the job!” “That’s good,” he coughed and went back to watching his favorite t... Read full Story
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Passion in the Rough
Tonight, I was searching in vain for a parking place close to the club, but unfortunately, I had arrived late and there were no empty spaces close by. I drove around and went down several streets in the same block until I found an empty spot. That was perfect I thought as I found a parking place and... Read full Story
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A Fairy Tale Part 2
=-=-Chapter Six-=-= I woke up sometime later and I was feeling better, even a little hungry actually, and I wanted a shower and I needed to pee and...I cocked my head as I heard the unmistakable sounds of Mistress Stacy's bed moving. She had a large one, king sized, with old springs or somethi... Read full Story
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A Fairy Tale Part 1
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... Read full Story
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Family Frolic
FRIDAY My sister and her husband wanted to take a few weeks off in the sun and asked me to look after their kids for a while. I'd move out of my tiny apartment and into their house for the duration. As I was still living off my severance and they had a nice spread with an indoor pool and a h... Read full Story
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Dead Ends
* * * My job is simple: I'm a masseuse (code word for prostitute). It used to be fun, too, but, after a while--well, let's just say the thrill is gone. I mean, how many cocks can a girl suck or fuck until the novelty's worn off? (In my case, I reckon the number at about 3,000.) So, I don... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 6
In my rare moments of leisure in the weeks following my close encounter with death, I had had little opportunity to talk about it. Of course, the police had asked perfunctory questions, and I had testified at the coroner’s inquest, but until my next appointment with Dr. Erika Wright, I had not... Read full Story