Slam Dunk
The mic squealed when I set it back in the stand.
Stories in Crossdressing tagged a couple who have been dating a while, not married, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 12 to 17 minutes. Writers to know: Flint Notebook, Crimson Street and The Ochre Novel. Readers usually start with “Slam Dunk” and “Anniversary Dress”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
The mic squealed when I set it back in the stand.
I'm twenty-eight years old, and I own a farm, and last Thursday I bought a dress.
The potluck had been going for about two hours when Callie hit her stride.
I was twenty-seven years old the summer I started following Leroy out to the old lampblack plant, and I will state that up front because…
*This one came from a moody image of an empty school gym at night and the idea of finding intimacy in the most unexpected places.
Vic and I had been together two years when the dry spell hit, and it didn't hit like a storm.
Turning twenty-nine is a weird kind of birthday, because nobody warns you that it feels like running out of road.
I'm fifty-two years old and I have been standing in the doorway of a dressing room for a full two minutes without saying anything.
I've been the sous chef on the Pride of the Caribbean for three years now, which sounds fancier than it is.
Let me tell you about the most boring stretch of my life before this happened.
Trixie has exactly one hour and thirty-five minutes of freedom left before Charlie gets home from the studio.
The lot list was lying on the corner table where I'd left it, and I'd been walking the preview hall at Fitch's for about two hours by then.
*This one came from laughing about how even the best-laid plans get tossed when you're that into someone.
I'm Ruby, I'm twenty-eight, and I do taxes for a living.
My name is Steve, I'm twenty-three, and I work nights at a locksmith dispatch call center.