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This story is a fictional fantasy and hasn't really happenedyet. I am basically a fat loser and have no friends at school. There is one other kid I talk to and I pretty much hate him too
BILLY AND I I remember once after practice, Billy and I were the last in the shower. I was faced away from him when he suddenly reached between my legs and grabbed my balls. He had done this before. If I tried to pull away he squeezed harder



Family Conspiracy- Chapter 5: Marci’s Surprise “She’s yours to do with as you please”, Brittany said, just as our daughter returned. Her blonde hair was damp from the shower, appearing darker



Rogarth held Daemon. He held Daemon with his arms grabbed and arrested him by his coarse hands; legs whose strength equalled more than Daemon’s arms clasped the poor boy in all woe of what was about to happen


“Absolutely not, there is no way he can come and stay with us!” I shouted to my wife. “He is a convict, he is a criminal!” “Try to understand, please,” she answered with a soft voice, “he only was a teen when he made the wrong choices and this is it
GT the Niceville PT finds out it aint so NICE! Part 5. Tracey wanted to seek new pastures, so she looked for somewhere to move to – she found a place called “Niceville”. Well that sounded just great, she thought, so she moved there to make new friends and a new life



As my vacation house (and our new home together) is pretty far away from where Cyra once lived, it took us a while to get home. Cyra had fallen asleep and gradually slid to the side til she was laying with her head on my lap. Even asleep my little beauty had me ready to go again



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Drug Addict I travel an awful lot for business and practically live in my car and in motels. I had only gotten into that particular little town that very morning. I had already met with my contacts, concluded all of my business, and had settled in for a peaceful night



The ride home from the pool party was an awkward one. Adam Blancher and his wife Sheryl had left in a hurry in order to avoid causing a scene. Five times Adam had already opened his mouth to ask something and five times his wife had said, "Not a word



ile surfing the internet I’ve always known it existed but thought that it was mostly a European beach thing but realized that there are nudist places in the USA I decided the check online to see if there were any nearby I was shocked to discover that three nude beaches were within two hours of me
Just like her mother. My wife was gone to visit family. She left a couple days ago and I haven't cleaned since she left. I was cleaning the home alone. Well, alone except for our daughter. I might as well be cleaning alone. We spoiled her when she was young



Andrea Frost had waited for and dreamed of this day, her parents trusted her enough to go away for a weekend together, leaving her home alone



My name is Taylor. I’m 21……in high school I was a running back on the football team. I was 5’9” 190 lbs. pretty well built with dirty blond medium length hair blue eyes and not a care in the world


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