In the spring of 1981, when I was nineteen, a woman named Miriam Roston moved into my building. At least I initially assumed that she was a woman. In New York, people generally were non-judgmental and left other people alone. But this was in the East Bronx, not Manhattan, and after about a month, my family started speculating about her. They used terms like “tranny” and “shemale” to describe her, although they didn’t exac...

My fourth day at the Sex Spa began with a good breakfast at 8 am. I had a bowl of cereal, fruit, scrambled eggs, and a cup of coffee. Something I had missed these days was the premium coffee I drank at home since the coffee at the spa was not so good in reality. I met Dr. Jackson at 9. We talked for an hour about the experience of the previous day and the importance of doing my best to please my husband. Dr. Jackson also...

“Fuck!” I shouted. It was quarter past three in the morning. Sarika and I were standing at the passenger pick-up area of the Mumbai airport. We were utterly exhausted from the eighteen-hour journey from Clinton State University in the US, but still had at least another hour to travel by car before we arrived at our hotel. I was looking forward to collapsing into a fresh comfortable bed, and getting a good night’s rest bef...

My husband decided to run for political office in our community. I supported him and thought he would do a good job. That was until he told me he had a political get-together on Thursday night. He knew I would be pissed off because it was my birthday. He told me he tried to reschedule, but it just couldn't be rescheduled. He told me he would make it up to me over the weekend and then proposed that I call my friends and go...

"I'm sorry," he said. "Take me home," I replied. I will never forget that summer. The summer that changed my life in so many ways. "Do you want to?" Steve asked, being flirty and concerned at the same time. "Fine," I said, irritated and angry at being asked for what seemed like the tenth time in three minutes. I leaned over and took his enormous cock into my mouth. I gave the first of many blowjobs to a guy I had known th...

Summer's sultry sun was setting on the small Floridian town, casting a warm glow over the streets. Gin paced down the sidewalk, her heart pounding in her chest. She had waited for this moment for what felt like a lifetime. She had been penpals with Tony for years, and they had finally decided to meet in person. As she approached the local bar, Gin scanned the crowd, looking for someone who might resemble the man she had g...

We started karate about a year earlier. More precisely, my daughter started karate about a year earlier, and while she excelled in learning all the basics it was still a relatively new activity for us. During those hour-long classes for which I invariably was my daughter’s chauffeur, I had noticed one of the mothers who came to watch her son. Our kids were in the same class, and seemed to get along well. In fact, Sara and...

My 20th high school reunion came around way to soon for my liking. How did I get to be 38?!?!? I signed up to go with my husband, Peter. We were still living in the town where I grew up. I had met Peter soon after he moved into town to work at a local Navy contractor. The night before the big event, there was an informal gathering in the lobby bar of a Weston's closer to the city. People were flying in from all over the w...