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Friday night finally came and Silk was really nervous. She envied the other two for their experience because they were excited instead of scared. She was so on edge that when Michael spoke her name; she nearly jumped out of her skin and squeaked out a yes Master



The sun shown through the window of Lia Harrison's swanky Atlanta home. Actually the house belonged to her father, the medical director over the ER at a prestigious hospital in Atlanta,


My sister Shadow Lynn Parker died just six months ago today. I coped with the fact that she is gone and now reading her work once again. I hope you enjoy this one. Dont forget look for her new book released just before her untimely death. "The Unleashing of Sara Miller" Thanks



Early that morning, Kurt woke up to his alarm. He took a long hot shower, then enjoyed a croissant and some fruit for breakfast before heading down the basement stairs. From atop the stairs, he could already hear the vibrator humming


i'm John. I've always wanted something to do with my life i found that something when i discovered that i had an amazing gift it all started one night when i was in my bed trying to sleep when all of a sudden i was in a big arena filled with god-like creatures all around me



My bosses always ask me, Walter how do you do it? How do you do those 7+ hour flights with such a short staff? I always say, “Time flies when you’re having fun” and people always laugh and move on, not wanting to talk me out of my cheap labor



Fbailey story number 569 That Asshole Just Left Me Here I had my camera with me and I was taking pictures along a small stream that separates my property from my neighbor’s property



Author’s Note: The purpose of this series is to establish a vehicle through which to explore some far darker themes than I normally do through a series of short individual chapters



1. Izzy was cooking eggs when she heard a car pull in the drive way. She looked outside and saw an insanely gorgeous man. He was built and had sandy blonde hair. And from what izzy could see, brown eyes. Izzy took a look at herself



The Curse of Magic Mansion by BD Long -------- It was a dark and stormy night…. But that’s skipping ahead. The day had actually been quite pleasant



He was in the library doing some research for a job he had coming up. Sitting at a table in the far corner that was scattered with his papers and books; He was dressed in comfortable jeans and a simple pullover. His leather jacket was tossed over one chair



Val drove along the rocky shore, her lips mouthing the words to the radio. "So, where was it again?" She asked, regripping the steering wheel. It was drizzling, and she kept an eye out for any movement. Something caught her eye and she slowed slightly, not wanting to hug anything
Alpha exited the cellar, leaving Leah in her cell. He made his way up the stairs towards the "control room." Feeling rejuvenated after spending a couple hours on Leah's training, Alpha walked with a strut and a smile on his face. He loved how Leah was coming along



There were handcuffs attached to the poles of the bed. Dale and Garret took Hayly’s arm and led them to the cuffs. Of course, she tried to resist flailing and trying to get them off and away