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Kitten: A Pantyboy StoryKitten: A Pantyboy Story
It's easy now to look back and play armchair psychiatrist and see where my fetish for school uniforms and cute cotton panties started, but it wasn't until I met MISTRESS that I realized exactly how deep that fetish was ingrained in my mind and soul. Mistress knew I was a pantyboy after the first ... Read full Story
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Renting out a room
When my wife suggested that we rent out the guest rooms above the garage to a college student it sounded like a good idea. It was very much like a small apartment, with a bedroom, bathroom, and small living room. No kitchen of course, but we could share ours and it seemed like a good way to make a l... Read full Story
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Rebecca's Secret
-1- The hour was growing late as I looked around the cozy living room. Six of my friends were sitting in various places, in various positions, all watching some late night horror movie on the television. There was a feeling of general contentment. We had arrived at the house several hours earlier... Read full Story
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Sisters' Secret
I want to get one thing out of the way before I start my story: I'm not gay. It's not a denial thing, though. I mean, if I were gay, I wouldn't try to lie to myself and pretend to be something different. It's simply the truth of who I am. I love women, romantically and sexually. I've never felt any ... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 8
Moira sat in her booth at the entrance to the subway station and saw people pass by. She sat there every day selling tickets, and although several thousand people passed her during a shift, she could now recognize many of the regulars and she even knew when to expect them. It was now almost 9 o'cloc... Read full Story
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Backsliding: Tim's Story
Every man has a weakness, but not everyman knows what that weakness is until it is too late. The story I'm about to tell is something I'm not entirely proud of. My name is Tim. I'm a 22-year-old college student at California State University. I'm almost at the end of my senior year studying to be... Read full Story
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A Helping Hand
It was late on a Friday night when I heard my parents arguing. It always happened whenever they were getting ready to throw a big party. My mother played the role of party planner and handled all of the details, but between caterers, musicians, and the other help something always went haywire. My fa... Read full Story