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Lily awoke from her day dreaming. She sighed and longed for the old days between the two of them. The class wore on and before she knew it it was over. She grabbed her books and headed back to her locker



“I mean, come on! You and I both know we ain't supposed to be doing this kind of shit,” the first voice argues. “Yeah, and? We've done it before! What's stopping you now,” the second voice questions back with some malice laced into the words. “I don't want this anymore



SEX AND TRAGEDY: My Story: Part 1 The account that you’re about to read is a true story that I’ve put together for a friend. I have tried seeing things from a female perspective, and hope that it comes across well. Names, quite naturally have been changed
"You.. what..?" "I'm joining the photo-shoot, you silly goose." Terra chuckles, pulling me into a tight hug. "Somebody wouldn't shut up about it." "Silly goose?!" I blurt in a playful whine and pick up tall girlfriend, hands resting under her rear. "OooooooOOOOOoooo..



He sees you from afar and says hello. You smile and of course say your flattered but with your mom. You Notice he takes note of your uninterest, but seems to follow and watch you gamble. You catch his eyes undressing you. The lust for your body in them each time your eyes meet
It is better to read the first part of this series. As always, all comments are welcome. Over the course of several months, Gwen and Max grew closer and closer



Jazmine chose being an accommodating whore over a decent mother. She wasn’t neglectful, or abusive. She never ceased having a roof over her head or that of her daughter’s, Roxy. The fridge and cupboards were always stacked with food and nutrients
“It’s all your fault we’re late!” I exclaimed at my friend, Edward, as we rushed down the corridors of the star port. “You wanted to buy that fraking recorder!” he yelled back. Edward and I were supposed be on flight 997 to Rapture at 1400 hours Colonial Time
Another boring uneventful day at work had just begun, I thought to myself as I walked into the office. I kept my head down making sure to not make eye contact with anyone or I'd be forced to make small talk. I made my way to my personal booth in hell and sat down and logged in. 8am
It was just another hot July, Friday night in Ocala. I got off work, cashed my check and grabbed some dinner at Aunt Fannies Resturant. After I ate, I went for a ride on my freshly rebuilt Shovelhead, a '80-80



Two women are walking down the street talking to one another when a guy approaches them and said he needed help. The two girls were very sexually active and was on there way home to please one another
A SPECIAL BOND Long Weekend at the Lake ___________________________________ No institution or agency may use this work for other than the intended purpose – to provide personal entertainment. All characters are fictional. This is a work of fiction. Of fantasy
My Special Talent-Ch.1-Introdution ==================================================================================== It all started my 8th grade year. I had noticed ever dice the start of the school year, that there was something different about the way people acted
Learning To Eat Cum 3 It was Saturday morning; I woke up next to Lynne in her bed. My mind wondered back to the previous evening. Lynne had collected my spunk in a jar and poured it all over my food for me to eat



My parents and I used to have an incestuous relationship when I was younger. It is a long story which I will tell one day. For today, I will tell the story of my visit to my parents home last night