Anyone who has gone through a divorce can tell you it’s no picnic. For me, it was losing my family that was the worst part. Most of it anyway.

A Submissive Sissy. Here you’ll find my favorites Sissy & Femdom stories, the best one I’ve ever read over the net since many years and believe me, that’s a lot !

I was a quiet unassuming lad from the East end of London; I was 22 years old when I left home, it followed a number of pure flukes that all happened back to back, because of this I had had an amazing start to my life in my first job as a City trader.

so don’t be shy. (Read posts below) “Don’t blame us, you do it too.” Need an idea? Try writing about Your Latest or most memorable trip to the toilet,

Our plus size marled T-shirt has today’s must-have heathered look, an excellent softness and a relaxed fit you’ll love. generous silhouette lets you move

I have loved women’s panties for as long as I can remember. I was fascinated with them from afar as a , looking but never touching, and gradually as an cent and then a teenager filching my teen’s flowered cotton band-leg panties.

The next morning didn’t give me much time to think about anything other than quickly loading the van with my teen, husband, and all of the various soccer equipment needed for the games we had scheduled.

My manfriend, Allen, is a man’s man. Let’s get that straight from the start. He rides a Harley and he scoops me up in his big strong arms like I’m light as a feather (which I’m notlet’s get that straight from the start, too).

dancing in wet t-shirt and no bra to Freak my shit free

Don’t Use Mom’s Panties, Part 2 of 2 by Gardner Martin. I hope that you enjoyed the story of how my man and I learned to really care for each other.