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Funny things, diaries. People pour their souls into the things and hide them away from the rest of the world while secretly hoping that someone else will come along and read them. Well, maybe not always, but that's exactly what happened in this case. I'm Katy. I moved in to an old house recently and, while rummaging around in a dusty wardrobe in the master bedroom, I came across a secret compartment. It contained a number of diaries written by someone called Alex. It seems that Alex was into sex in a big way, including voyeurism and exhibitionism, and the diaries made for exciting reading so I decided to share what I read there with the world. |
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[FREE] A story about Clair. She works as a dancer in a club. Yes, it's one of those, a sleazy dark place where men, and some women, come to watch pretty girls do their thing. Clair's thing is dancing on stage and on the pole. She's a good enough dancer to not have to do 'the other things.' The backrooms are for the other, less talented, girls. She loves to dance and her dreams were of wealth and stardom. So much for dreams. Long ago she decided that she needed to find herself a wealthy man, or woman, so she could get away from that horrible life but she was never that lucky.
Till that fateful day on the bus. To quote Clair's comment "And then I saw her…" |
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Being groomed to take over at the helm of a large company didn't turn out to be quite as much fun as Susan had hoped it would be. In search of entertainment, she discovered a love of the female form which provided all the excitement she could handle. She especially liked putting herself in compromising situations out in public where the ever present danger of discovery heightened her arousal. She eventually decided that she needed someone 'special' to keep her feet on the ground and save her from herself. But was the a voyeur from the poor side of town really the best choice? |
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[FREE] The discovery that Clair's long lost love was her lifelong friend's mother came as a shock to both of them. Marie, having managed to get over her surprise decided it was time to get her friend and her mother back together again. This is their story… |
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Travelling down a cobbled hill on her sister's bike in a short skirt, Yvette inadvertently showed off far more than she intended. That almost accidental exposure started a chain of events that changed Yvette's life and the lives of some of the girls she worked with, for ever. |
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[FREE] See what happened when the lady next door agreed to pose nude for Pauline, a young photography student. This is my take on a story sent to me a long time ago. It had no author's name attached. I anglicised it (since I'm in the UK), turned it into a lesbian affair (since that's what I write) and added some extra content to turn it into a longer story with a few romantic bits. I also inserted myself into the story for... reasons. |
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Some times of your life are more memorable than others. Last week, for example, started off as a perfectly normal week but it ended up being one of my wildest yet. I'm Clare, a thirty-something unmarried lover of goth-fashion and art-deco. I have far too much time on my hands, no friends, no proper job and, apparently, if those intelligent but 'so out of touch with reality' teachers from a few years ago are to be believed, no prospects. I do, however, have stunningly good looks and lots of money. I also have lots of fun in spite of the lack of anyone special in my life. |
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