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Masturbates Motel Ep2 “First you dream, Then you die.“ The sun rises and falls upon a boy’s face. His face is flawless. The sun sets a calm and delightful mood to the morning like a new beginning. The boy’s eyelashes begin to twitch and he suddenly opens his eyes
It was time to return to work, and my first day back was interesting. I received really, really warm welcome back hugs from Tracey and Mary, which I appreciated as did Mr penis, he erupted from a slumber at the smell of the girls natural pheromones



My wife and I had just bought our first apartment and needless to say, we were pretty excited. It was a beautiful two bedroom corner suite on the second story of three story building



Chapter 1 Finding the Girl Jim walked into his little one-bedroom apartment and flopped down on his couch. It’s been a week since his girlfriend had left him. To say he was depressed would be the understatement of the year. In the last 2 years, he had lost 4 girlfriends
Quickie By: DamonX () My heart quickens as I take your hand and lead you down the empty hallway. You glance over at me with a suspicious smirk, a knowing glint flashing across your crystal blue eyes. I return your smile and continue towards my intended destination



PRINCESS ELLIE by All These Roadworks === Princess Ellie wasn’t a *bad* princess, but she was occasionally a thoughtless and cruel one, and she made the mistake of doing so on the day when a middle-aged woman arrived at court and applied for permission to access the Royal Library



This is a mostly true story and my first story. I welcome all constructive criticism. Some parts have been embellished to make the story more exciting, I'll let you decide which parts they are. Names have also been changed



The office. I walk into his office, partly to discuss work, partly to spend a few moments with him. He is sitting in his chair, busy, staring at the computer, occasionally looking down at the keyboard typing away
CHAPTER 1 - We get Up! I awoke to find my husband, Peter, fondling the breasts of another woman, lying behind her and reaching round her voluptuous body. Her husband, Daniel, lay behind me, spooning me in our large bed
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Carrie and I have been married for 35 years and we love each other deeply. We married when I was 19 and she was just 18 and pregnant



I had never cheated on my husband in twenty-three years of marriage, but he was absolutely convinced that I was having an affair and obsessed with the idea of getting me to admit it
Young And Foolish? Part One True Confessions of a Lonely Boy I was about 10years old when this happened. I used to go to the Saturday matinee at our local pictures
My wife brings her lover into our bed for some action. Happened just this morning. True story if there ever was one. Go easy with the comments, its my first time recounting our adventures. The names have been changed to protect the naughty



“I am innocent to a witch. I know not what a witch is.” “How do you know, then, that you are not one?” -Examination of Bridget Bishop, Salem Village, April 19, 1692 *** “Abbie Hobbs is a witch,” Ruth said. Phoebe was standing with her locker open, brushing her hair