Jane and Tania had made bets on when Dave - the best kisser of women in the Valley, they'd assured me laughingly - would make a move on me. They'd deliberately left him alone with me. And Dave was gay! He'd attacked me right away, kissing me, telling me how pretty I was Michelle. I just wasn't strong enough to keep him off me.When I told the women how he'd kissed and fondled me, they laughed more and told me to enjoy it while it lasted. Now I'd know what it was like to be a woman! And didn't...

Oh goodness, wherever had such a thought come from - that I was holding on to a handsome man? I wasn't going to be his girlfriend, I told myself - never! I felt Lou's hand clasping me tightly around my waist. "Dance with me, pretty Deirdre," he smiled at me. "We can leave all the sordid contract details to Kate, Cecil, and Liz. Come and join the party." It was a party into the early morning, with no end in sight. I was to be a party girl, not even allowed back to the dressing room to change...

"Not twins," said Donna Vallee shortly, after Ernie had retreated to the cooking area, the smell of bacon permeating the air. "Cindy and Pearl are husband and wife, aren't you, girls?" he asked as the two blondes nodded and smiled at me to see how I took such news. Well, how do you take such news. I smiled as best as I could, though I was going crazy inside. Looking from one to the other, I couldn't tell at all which of the lovely women could possible be the husband. I'd have hated to make a...

Once again, the room seemed to fade away. George listened and then didn't listen. Maybe he didn't understand he was listening, absorbing all the details and scenarios that Judith was taking him through. Judith watched him too. She knew she was skilled, and could talk most of her subjects into a trance-like state. She stayed slow and even, as she took him deeper, describing how he would dress as a woman, about makeup and hair, heels and hose, perfume, and the power a woman can have over a man...

My Own Graduation The headmistress blindfolded me and leashed me, the collar tight around my neck. "I'm so proud of you," she whispered into my ear. "Ready?" I nodded. I allowed her to lead me. There is a trick to walking on a lead; if it is too tight, move toward the person leading you. If you feel it is too loose, slow your pace just a trifle. I followed her perfectly. Then she dropped the leash, a silent command to stop. "You know what you must say, my dear. Tell us what you will be doing."...

No, I didn't think of Belanger as I waited for Thierry to set me free from jail. All I could think of was how he, Thierry, the only man I loved fully and physically as an orgasmic woman, was going to make love to me all night as soon as I was in his arms and in our bed, once more.Thierry, however, only pushed documents into my purse and into my hands as I clung to him and kissed and kissed him, rejecting all my urgings, even when I lifted a stocking leg up about his so that he could pleasure...

"That's why women wear stockings, ladies." Lacy made the video pause and panned her sight across our faces. "They make our legs appeal to most men, and even some women will find them irresistible. They shimmer enchantingly when we walk, they swish subtly when our legs brush against each other, they set us aglow with sexual mystery." She paused again to look at us. "I'm sure each of you looking at a sexy girl in a short skirt has wondered at one time or another what she had on her legs:...

I squirmed and felt my stockings rubbing against one another and my garter belt gently pulling my stockings up my legs as I sat with crossed legs and tried to note where we were going. So this was how a woman felt, was all that ran through my shaky thoughts, however, not chasing away the queasiness that invaded my whole body. My breasts seemed far too aroused, so too my thighs where the garter belt tugged on me each time I stirred a leg.I could hardly do anything as a passenger in the car with...

Roger groaned in misery. He would make the clean break, he told himself, if only he could be fully convinced it was right - but he could not. If he could, he would tell Velva Linda goodbye, never to meet with her again, perhaps to spend his whole life alone - but it was not good for a man to be alone! God Himself had said that! Roger knew it was true, in the deepest core of his heart! If he defied God's word and his own deepest needs about that how could he have any certainty about anything at...

Next he walked to his dressing table, sat down and picked up a box of jewelry; he added rings and a gold necklace. He sprayed on some perfume. The he stood up and looked at himself int e mirror. He ran his elegant hands down his body, feeling the slightly rough material. The dress sparkled and shone under the electric light. His heart beat with excitement. He felt an inner stillness ease through his body. He thought of Monika earlier - the richly deserved spanking followed by the love-making...

Ian danced and twirled across the office a a favourite tune played. It seemed to be natural to be doing it in heels now. "Very good," He turned to find Lottie and Melanie at the door watching him. "How long have you been there?" he asked, surprised that he hadn't locked the door."Long enough to see what a star you're going to be." Melanie hugged him theatrically, and then Lottie did the same, more warmly, with a secret smile as she broke away. "Are you ready for phase two?""Phase two?" Ian...

The following conversation occurs one evening during the 'girls' training in New York City... In the evenings, the girls would gather in Charlotte's room after eating dinner at the Waldorf's restaurant, and would talk about traditional girl things, until one evening, Frances wondered aloud, much to her chagrin, "What is it like to be with a man?" Charlotte (the Hollywood actress in charge of their training) laughed. "It all depends on the man. If he is respectful to you out of bed, he will...

Thanks to Bareta, my existence changed. I didn't see the princes, or my horse, Kun. No, I was confined to women and women's quarters all the time, for over a month. The main topic was my voice and how to speak. Some cordials helped me 'find' my appropriate female voice, as I also learned how to walk, dress and make up like a woman.I was taught fashion! Women's fashion! Just like the other girls, awed by the elegant women teaching them, I had to be able to describe accurately every fashion that...

"David Ballmore?" Jack asked, incredulous. "Is that you?" "That's me," the girl said with a big smile, "but now you can call me Desiree." Jack felt as if he were choking caught in the iron grip of conflicting feelings far too strong for him, locked in a fight to the death against one another. Run! He's gay! He'll suck you in! one side of him was shouting. The other responded, softly but insistently, Here is a sweet, pretty girl who wants to be your friend. Don't be a fool and flee from her....

"Would you like it if I was a homosexual?""... I do like it, especially if you're one of the kind of homosexuals that wear girls' clothes. Are you?""I don't have any girls' clothes," I admitted, "but I've drawn a lot of pictures of myself wearing them, and I'd love to wear them, if I had any.""I think that can be arranged," Tom said. "Bring me some of your pictures tomorrow, and let me see what you look like as a girl. Then we'll see about arranging an expedition to Queen's Bluff, where they...

Back in court, she told the boys to rise. "Because of this awful tragedy causing the death of a beautiful young lady, it is within my rights to send you to prison for a long period of time. Mrs Robbins has suggested another option which I've decided is a just punishment for your crime. Now nothing can stop the pain you've caused or replace their daughter but this is my decision. Brice Benson and Allen French, for the next 4 years, you are sentence to take the place of the two girls."You will...