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Katie paced the floor in nervous excitement. Her eyes darted around the room trying to make sense of things she had never seen before. Though she had been in this house many times over the last six years, this afternoon was her first time in this room
If you are upset by incest, rape and sexual abuse/exploitation please do not read it. I don’t condone any of the crimes the villains commit in this story. In my opinion rapists and human traffickers are the lowest of the low and should all get very long prison sentences
I had been invited to my first college Halloween Party. I asked my friend Nikki to go with me. Her 5-foot 2-inch height and thin frame lent easily to her Olive Oil costume. Her long dark hair wound up to a tight bun on the back of her head
Chapter 1 We all know the fear of waking up somewhere other than where you were sure you slept,don't we?(No ladies and gentlemen.I am NOT talking about a one night stand.)Well then



Chapter Four Thomas sighed as he sat at his computer. He loved that his parents left him the run of the house. It was nice. It gave him time to think. Emily was still in her depressed stupor. Haley was being the nice little sister that Joey expected her to be



Lilith was strapped naked to an X-cross in front of a group of wealthy men preparing to bid for first use of her body
The other team mothers and I did our best to control the chaos, but it was a losing battle. Twenty-two 17- and 18-year-old testosterone fueled athletes fresh off a championship win were a force of nature not to be reckoned with
The ride home was painful. We said nothing most of the way. The passionate highs I had reached over the past few hours were evenly matched with the lows I was now feeling. My heart was pounding and my stomach was in knots. I felt like I might vomit at any second
“Are you alive?” Rayne repeated. “I hope so, because if this is heaven then my father lied to me” he half cracked a smile as he spat up some blood. Rayne and I held an arm each as we both supported him to his feet. “Can you walk?” I asked



Roomates Dan and I are best friends. We have known each other since 1st grade. We lived on the same street. We played together camped together, swam, played sports and were just generally best buds. We just graduated high school this past spring and are both eighteen years old
Hailey heard Julie's car squeal away from outside and looked round the room trying to take in what had just happened



“Sports Injury” ~ A Father and Daughter find out that they mean more to each other. ~ Luke – Sports Fitness Trainer and Personal Coach. Jenny – Daughter in last year of HS. Sports Scholarship for Uni next year



Sora, Mimi and Kari marched through the dark cave with the hopeless faces of criminals being sent to the guillotine. Their lack of clothes that only moments ago made them feel natural and warm now bought feelings of shame and helplessness



Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy



Boy in the Bar 2 – The Party “A couple of the regulars I haven’t seen for a while said you looked after them just great last time they were in the bar. Must ha’ bin when I was having a nap or sumpin