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Many years ago I owned an apartment building next door it was very convenient for me as it was my business . My wife worked during the day which also was convenient as I took care of the tenants in more ways than one



“The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.” -Markus Zusak, The Book Thief *** An owl came to the kitchen window and shrieked twice, and Branwen knew she’d have two visitors tonight



How do you know when a marriage is over? It's not as simple as breaking up with someone because your feelings are no longer as strong. No. It's way bigger than that
The journey to Portsmouth took longer than expected. It was a Saturday morning, last bank holiday in August and the roads were, unrelentlessly, full. Still it gave me time to think things through. Assess what had happened over the past few days
Welcome to a brand new series that I have created. This took me over a year to develop so I hope you will take the time to read it all the way through the many chapters



*BAM BAM BAM* The loud banging on the bathroom door announced that Mistress was growing impatient. “Hurry up 285! It's been a long day and I need to nut!” Two eighty five. Yes, that was his name now. He used to have a real name. A male name
*My Friend James Part II* I woke up in the middle of the afternoon. I smiled at James sleeping face. I ran my fingers on his face, feeling the smoothness of his cute face. Then, James opened his eyes and smiled at me. We looked at each others eyes for a while
Cindy A working girl Cindy has been a tenant for several months now and was a regular at the pool where she turned the heads of all the men and some of the women. Cindy’s story starts out over a year ago in another town
Compartments (C) Mojavejoe420 2020 Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship



A few years ago, I’d had no idea that my stepfather and I would end up where we were now. One thing led to another, and suddenly he and I were closer than we had ever been, which was really saying something
This is my first work, as such, there is much room for improvement. If you any recommendations for this story, or critiques on my writing style, let me know in the comments. This story is loosely based on my own life, with a some of my fantasies and dark thoughts thrown in



It’s hard to believe that I, Kevin Peterson, get to have Jessica Graceson to share a dorm room with. I know what your thinking, why on Earth would any college allow a guy and a girl share a dorm room? Well, Jessica isn’t an ordinary girl, she’s spectacular



Author's note: This story will consist of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest, anal, and perhaps even violence
I met her over an internet chat site. We lived 800km apart so I had no problem to flirt like mad. She told me that she’s 1.5m tall, long blonde hair and blue eyes with a sexy body
Paul only had a few minutes break before his next visitor so he flicked through the report and his heart sank as he say the face of a rather dull looking girl; he knew he was being unfair and after his last session he was spoilt with the utter beauty that was Rose