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Mike and Steve were best friends in college, and both came from blue collar families. After graduating, Mike quietly built a fortune through smart investments, including a startup company he sold. He lived a low-key lifestyle, with a modest house in the suburbs



My Degrading Life Ch. 2 A quick recap… My life had really changed over night. I used to live in the suburbs with my father, step mother and step siblings. I had my own room, my own stuff, and privacy



Ethan Harrington is 27 year old single guy. He has jet black hair and blue eyes. He stands 6' tall, weighing about 400 lbs. He had long been picked on over his weight, especially when he was in college, and that is the main reason he was single



Alex Morgan looked around his dorm room, the room he had spent the last few years in. He had quite a few good memories here, but there was one that was exceptional. When his friend, George, had pushed him to make a profile for the dating app
My name is Michael Hunter and I'm the luckiest man in the world. I know that's a pretty bold statement, but I believe it's true. After I tell you my story, you can decide for yourself if it's true. My story starts two years ago



The Big Bang Theory Chapter 3: The In For a Penny Proverb Hey guys, I’m back for another chapter in my Big Bang Theory fan fiction series. If this is the first story your reading I suggest going back to the start, it will make a lot more sense for you



"You can tell me Jay, I've known you for years.You know I'm not the gossip type". "I know George,and I love you for that, but I'm not!",laughing. "For the last and final time". "Okay,if you say so.But if you need one, I got two other girls, who are looking for that one



Author's Note: I no longer play WoW. I miss it. WotLK was the last expansion I played. Now it's just stupid. Cata and MoP must die. I want my vanilla WoW back



I frowned down at the women restrained on the table. Normally it didn't take me very long to break people. Most days, I'd hit them a bit, to get them familiar with pain. Then I'd show them another way. I'd stroke and prod and fondle until they were right on the brink of coming
Jennifer Stone was nervous, her stomach all in knots. She looked through the windshield of her car at the mechanic's shop across the street. Well, technically at the mechanic working under the hood of a sports car



When I was of sound mind and a clear head, I liked to pride myself as a rational person, someone who knew the best thing to do. I would have known what the best course of action would be



When I woke up In my room in my boxers and the lights off. I didn’t see any one and it was the same night. Damn I was still dizzy. I saw a bright light. "Hey lil bro." "Jean.." I covered my body and blushed



Finally finished moving into my dorm room! I’m so excited to finally start over and leave high school behind as well as all the people that bullied me. My best friend Casey is one of my roommates, we got paired with two other random people. I hope they’re not jerks



Step Daughters' Desire chapter 4 We ended chapter 3 with Frank and Sandra exhausted. He smiled at her as he said. Do you want more, my little slut



I have been reading some graphic novels lately for one of my graphic design classes at university and one of the major novels studied is DC comics Teen Titans. While reading them it occurred to me that the writers had made it too unrealistic