Erika and Lesley headed out of the beauty salon in their sun dresses and sandals to show off the painted nails. Sitting down at the cafe sidewalk table they crossed their legs and both ordered a coffee; which they slowly sipped. Before hitting the salon they had hit almost every mini mall in the area and needed to decided where to hit next. They didnt have anything in their car that would spoil.

It was a beautiful night and Erika had just finished her course line dancing with a group of other girls. She stripped off her sweaty clothes and showered with the warm water making her nipples go erect with pleasure. After changing into a lovely spaghetti strap top and a leather mini skirt with matching open toe pumps that showed off her red polished nails. She went to a local single bar where she pick ordered herself a beer and sat with her legs cross in a way to show off her shine off the nylon. Giving a pretty blonde girl name Pam a big smile, she paid for both

I remember how Christmas once was with the whole family. Especially the tree. After I would be all bundled in my brown snowsuit, thick black snow boots, rainbow hat with a pom-pom top and mittens, wed all get into moms large station wagon. The ride never seem to take long, though we would travel quite a distance. What better way to get a Christmas tree than to cut down one own. The feeling one got when one found the right tree was almost magic. Working together, Dad and I would soon have the tree down and the tree of us would load it aboard the car.

Sighing, despondently, Sabrina sipped her orange juice and started at the clock on the wall. It was a beautiful Saturday Morning and the young half witch had no plans whatsoever. "Hey, kid, dont be such a gloomy gus." Sabrinas Aunt Zelda said as she zapped a picnic basket onto the table. "Start making a list and checking it twice. Were going on a picnic." "Did someone say pic-nic?" A certain former warlock said licking his cat

Paul a walked up to the front of the store in a work uniform that included a red shirt, black skirt and hose along with black sneakers. Paul a always felt sorry for Becky for being born female yet being large enough that one would expect the word Good Year Blimp across her chest, while he was born male and looked lovely as a girl. "Would you help Brandon shop?" Becky asked. "He broke his leg on the ski slopes over Christmas and weve help him shop while he wait to get of his crotches. "Sure.

As a pink clock went off, a hand reached from beneath the bed sheet and fumbled with it. The hand knocked it on its back and around the night stand until it found the shut off switched. With a yawn, Paul slid one shaven leg from beneath the covers and then the other until the pink polished toes hit the rug below. With a yawn and a stretch, Paul stood up and in his night shirt and shuffled over into the bathroom where he locked the door and put the seat down on the toilet. "Happy Birthday to me," he thought as he hiked up the night shirt and

It all started one early morning on the Rich Estate. The butler Cadbury was reading the headlines of the paper when young master Richie showed up in pressed white shirt, black jacket, blue shorts, white shoes and red bow toe. "My word!" Cadbury explained. "The notorious E.G. Fizzle has escaped from prison." "E.G. Fizzle?" Richie questioned. "Sounds familiar." "E. G. Stands for Evil Genius.

As Larry Miles sat before his home computer, he slipped on his curly blond wig and took on his internet identity as Lucy Wild. His red painted nails clicked on the computer mouse and a list of his favorite sites appeared on the screen. His brought blue eyes sparkled from the lava lamp and monitor screen that provided the rooms only light source. "Where to start." Lucy thought to herself as Larrys nylon coated food slid out of her right six inch pump and

The alarm clock went off at a.m. With a sleepy movement beneath the covers, an arm stretched out and turned off the buzzing sound. As Steve sat up, he saw his mother Dora standing in the doorway with a big smile on her face. She was dressed in a white cotton blouse, blue floral print silk skirt that stretched to her ankles and inch heels. "Ready?" She asked. "Your dad will be surprise when he comes home from Europe, I think.

Inside the corridors of a cruiser, Lesley and Sandra had been tossed around. Lesley felt like he would stain his panties as she stood tall in her pink bikini and matching nail polish. Having saved enough money for hormones he cut quite a figure in his suit. Sandra was shorter, dressed in a pink tee shirt and gray pants that was a better choice to escape an attack in. "Lesley, listen," Sandra said in his worried way. "I told you hitting the hot tub when a unknown ship was reported in radar was