I started Sunday with my usual morning jog showered, did my feminine routine and had just dressed in some casual clothes when I came out to the kitchen and saw Sam there wearing a collared shirt and a pair of dress pants. I asked him what the occasion was and he said that he was heading for church. I asked him what time the service was and he said it would be in about an hour and a half. Pondering this for a moment I asked Sam if it would be alright if I accompanied him.

I awoke and started my morning ritual of preparation to go out jogging. I slipped into my padded vaginal pants and then stretched into my short jogging tights. Using a bit of adhesive I attached my breasts, and then put on an exercise bra. Use of the IPL device was definitely showing a difference in my face less beard growth so it only took me a moment to lightly shave with the razor.

My alarm woke me at 5:00 and I prepared to go jogging. I wore a jogging bra with non-attachable breast forms that felt comfortable while I jogged. I then covered that with an aqua tank top. As an under foundation, I wore my vagina padded panty with only Nike women’s running spandex shorts. I then slid on my slightly undersized pair of Nike aura / mint women’s jogging shoes.

There was a knock at my door and I heard Sam asl Barb are you awake? I moved off the bed and grabbing a robe from the closet I cracked the door and saw Sam standing there. He said that he was sorry to wake me but wanted to know if I would like to go out for dinner.

Looking at my watch I saw it was a bit past five and I replied sure but it would take me a bit to get freshened up. He said no problem and to take my time, it was still early and there were no appointments to keep. I smiled and said thanks and closed the door.

I proposed a date a couple of months from then and he said that would be good timing and suggested moving the date back by a week. I agreed since this timing would also allow me to get my preparations in order. I then made plans to prepare myself, a bit of weight loss, full body waxing and some purchases.

During the next few days, my mind kept going through various scenarios that could explain the pictures. I thought first a sister, no he knew both, a cousin possibly but I still needed to figure out why I had the pictures. I thought that I was coming up with a plausible story when my sister mentioned to me that she had talked to Sam a few weeks ago. She said he sounded a bit lonely and they talked a bit and he wanted to know if she still had that lovely necklace that he and his wife had given to her.

As I said, it started with the loss of the USB stick. Unfortunately (or fortunately) for me I did not notice that it was missing from my computer bag until I received that fateful email. Upon opening the email I saw it was a message from Sam asking if I had left behind a USB stick. At first it didn’t occur to me what it was, but a quick look into my bag showed me that I had left the one that had the pictures on it at his place. I surmised that he probably found it while cleaning the room.

***Sexual Scenes Between Lovers***

Patrice, Gender Change Gurl

We had just been assigned a new supervisor at work, her name is Kelly Walker, transferred here from the main office. Our old supervisor had retired, having recently achieved twenty five years with the company.

We all wondered what Ms. Walker was like, an inquiry to a few employees we dealt with at the main office yielded very little information on her. They did tell us she was in her late twenties, and had progressed up from a new hire to supervisor level in less than eight months.

"You're a natural..."

Sometimes…

A Suzan Donamas Story

The weeks leading up to the wedding reception was a combination of practicing the songs the bride had requested them to play and doing a few more gigs. Their new assistant booking agent had managed to get them several close gigs, before the wedding. The new outfits from Unique Wear Boutique had arrived and looked extremely good.

Chapter 1

Clark opened his eyes, and felt waves of pain through his head. He groaned and rolled over and felt a wave of nausea wash over him. Then he was hit with the realization that he couldn’t remember where he was or how he got there. He tried to take stock of his situation. Small insects crawled up his arms and legs, he was surrounded by small green plants and overhead a canopy of light green leaves, beyond that a blue sky, sun, but which sun? "Oh dear!" A voice, warm and inviting, cut through his haze.

My mouth and eyes were dry, sunlight through my parents window caused me to stir. I rubbed my eyes a little, after opening them I realised what a mistake that was. I had been wearing mascara, eyeliner and eyeshadow last night and hadn't removed it prior to sleep. The black smudged transfer on my hands led me to expect the same on my face.

The scent was strong, acrid, maybe even a little sweet but unmistakably chemical, it was difficult to pin down any of the separate notes of the scent.

“Keep your fingers straight.” she instructed.

“Uh, sorry…” is all I managed, having suddenly been pulled out of my amateur scent analysis of the nail polish fumes.

“I know you've done this before, surely you know to keep your fingers straight, is something bothering you Jacob?” Laura enquired.

Back At The Vineyard:
“How are our finances looking, Henry?” Elizabeth looks across Henry’s desk as he taps away on his computer.

“The vineyard itself is doing fine. However, the trauma center is incurring a significant amount of expenses. You’ll need to make some changes to bring down the cost.” Henry looks towards Elizabeth, who is the trauma center director.

“What type of cost are you talking about, Henry?” Elizabeth needs to know exactly where they need to cut costs.

Everything's bigger in Texas.