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Chapter Twenty Seven Months Later It was early morning as Lindsey sat up. She had taken the last month off of school because she was so close to her due date. She got out of bed with great difficulty, her large pregnant belly standing out in front of her. He pants were soaked



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



I woke up in the morning and enjoyed that single moment of bliss before I remembered my terrible mistake from yesterday. I pounded my fist against the mattress and forced myself not to curse, because I know I would be punished severely if my mother heard me
Computer Man Pt2 The following morning was a busy start for me, get to the chemist buy supplies. I hate condoms so I stocked up on the morning after pill. I have no intention of getting anyone pregnant. Sit back and check the video from both houses



Time Manipulation Mind Control Chapter Eighteen: Cheerleader Slave's Naughty Choice By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Justin Sampson The rings thrummed as I passed between them. I hurtled head-first towards the machine. I thrust my arms out before me. My skin crawled



"What?!" she demanded, dumbfounded that her husband would ask something like this of her. "Look, it's just a couple of guys and they're really important to the company," her husband replied. "You could probably just give them handjobs or something." He went back to shaving



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
From afar one might have mistaken the man gliding around the corner of the house for a burglar; his movements were rapid and quiet. One would have been wrong. The young man was an athlete, his steps rapid and silent
I was back at the funeral the next morning. I had expected Pat to object when I told her I needed to go. She simply said, "I've thought that all along. After all he was your best friend and this is his mother



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
Aurora woke in her bed, she was confused. Had it been a dream? She was clean between her legs but her hair was wet. She was going to have to talk to Alex about this, as if on cue Alex called up to her at that moment. “Roar!” Alex called from the front door



*The character names and city name has been changed.* **This is my first story so feedback would be nice please. ** Some Information About the Characters: Juan- I was in 9th grade and I was 15 at the time. I was 5' 6" and had brown hair. My eyes were brown


The truck approaches the stalled car. One more tow and he can go home to bed. It has been a slow night what with the rain and all. A constant steady rain, soaking, but warm. This lonely highway is awful dark and he switches on the powerful spotlights



It was nearly a week later Lisa called again. “You alone”? she asked. I nodded. She strode in. “Where’s the bedroom” she asked already climbing the stairs. I followed hesitantly and showed her the main bedroom. Today she was wearing a shift dress buttoned down the front
Since the day a week before when Andy had made me suck his cock (twice), I had kind of avoided him. It hadn’t stopped him looking at me knowingly and smirking whenever he saw me but there had been no further attention given to pleasuring him