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Emily smiled as her house came into view. It had been a difficult couple of weeks, but today had been the best day since the big night - and she hoped it would only get better



The final months of being in High School soon was here. John and I pretty much kept to ourselves the next few months as I was about to finish High School and he was just finishing his first year of college



Hmkaylet's see Once upon a time there was a cute goth girl who believed in vampyres. A lot of her friends believed in vampyres, or at least liked to dress up like vampyres, but this girl BELIEVED in them. The way little kids BELIEVE in Santa



Just Friends 2: A Wii Bit of Encouragement It has been a couple of a days since I've seen Xavier last. I guess I've been feeling some good old fashioned Catholic guilt. After all, he was my friend's ex-boyfriend
Chapter 4 The panties that I had worn were soaked through by the time the movie had ended. Just thinking about what we were going to do when we got back to the house
Sunny Lemaris felt, rather than heard, her Master approach her from behind. She was sitting on the large leather couch in his office, brushing her long black hair and looking out the window. Her full lips curled into a smile and she closed her eyes



I plunked down next to you on the couch as you played another one of your video games. I grabbed the game case off the table and glanced at the cover. “Seriously, this is like the stupidest one out of all of them.” I told you



Alan was sitting on his patio one evening when he saw what looked like a camp fire at the other end of the lake. He put on some jeans and his shoes and strapped his pistol on his hip and began to walk around the lake to investigate



Eighteen year old Zach Larson was laying in his bed, his cock in his left hand and a picture of a beautiful girl in a string bikini in his right. He had taken the picture two weeks ago and he was proud of his artistic composition
Six-Mile High Club chapter 2 Picking up his two bags after going through customs, he made his way to the front door of the terminal. It was good to have his feet on the ground. As Michael walked out into the sunshine, he saw Miyoko's beautiful face smiling at him
Although Barbara had been dying from starvation for the entire ten weeks Jeff kept her as his sex slave, their time together gave a welcome boost to a listless, boring life
I know Magic. You're thinking I'm nuts, aren't you? Yeah, I thought that too. For the longest of times. I guess part of me still does. But I know it. The Art, Kammeryn and friends call it. Well, I guess I'm his friend too. We're all part of what us Gifted call a "cabal



Council Meeting Bryce Ayton walked down the sun illuminated halls of the great Iredale castle. His elegant red and black coat was almost skintight, as well as his black breeches, giving him a slim appearance, but it also allowed to see his toned body



NOTE: If run across this story elsewhere, it's because I've posted it to three websites. FOREWORD: To those of you who have never read any of my stuff before, this is a plain old dirty story. Hopefully, it's hot. I'd like to think it's kind of fun. It is semi-autobiographical



Becoming Daddy's Good Girl Chapter One: Dressing Room Submission By mypenname3000 “You take care of your father and be a good girl, Melody,” my mother said as she stood in the doorway of our house, her the tight, gold necklace glinting about her throat