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I knew that I was in trouble when I finally called her.. Her voice was cold and sharp drawing me in and making me listen to her short snaps. Her words made me still and they cut against my ear like a sharp blade
Nicole and I had dated in college. It had been a very up and down relationship. We had both just gotten out of a relationship at the time and she in particular was reluctant to put her full effort into the relationship for fear of getting hurt
The frat parties at the University of --- were legendary, especially during Hell Week, or the last week of Pledging
My names Joe, I am 16 years old, blonde, quite skinny and not particularly muscular. I have a twin sister Katrine who apart from being a girl looks extremely similar to me, she even sounds the same. And this is how I used that to my advantage



The Knight and the Acolyte Book Four: Song's Passion Chapter One: Elf in Heat By mypenname3000 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Chaun – Lor-Khev, The Magery of Thosi The tavern watched me, enraptured by my song and skill



Another long day in school. I sat down on the small couch in my dorm room, exhausted. The work is pretty tough, although I like it here better than my last school. My name is Aaron Walker. I'm a junior in university now, but it's my first year here



Authors notes: First off this is an edited version of a story that I wrote a wile back. I've made some minor edits and I'm working on the second part now. When this story gets to a certain amount of views I'll post the next part
=========================================================== You’d better read “My Husband’s Friend Visits Us” first, as it’s the beginning of this story
Part 2 Throughtout the next couple of months, it became a nightly habit. We all got in a schedule of daddy cleaning my bottom and checking my coochie, he didnt always play with my button though
Julie's Itch I met Julie when she got home from the Catholic High School she went to. Her face was flushed and she was sweating from the long walk back to her house



Isaac Treslow is a boy. A rather special boy at that; top grades, rich background, friendly, fit, attractive, the lot; as it normally goes with stories like these. You always get the really nice one don’t you? I mean it’s starting to get samey right? Right? Oh yes, the story..



I am a traveling salesman and I had been on the road away from my wife and three teen aged kids for a week without much success. The economy has many of my clients backing off on purchases that I can normally count on



Keeping it in Friends and Family Chapter 0ne This is a true story that has begun in the last couple of weeks. The names have not been change. I always enjoy walking at night
The River by TW aka RatFink Wally, loaded down with camping gear, along with his new friend Mat, tramped along the narrow trail that followed a river that flowed through the outskirts of their town
Fbailey story number 704 Drunken Bridal Shower When my wife asked me to be the bartender for her sister’s bridal shower of course I said yes immediately. My wife and I were married when she was eighteen years old and her younger sister Trudy was only eleven at the time