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Angel A Novel By: S. Stevenson The Selection Part One The Meeting Having picked up her luggage, Angel walked out of the terminal and into the bright sunlight



David was getting more and more uncomfortable the longer he waited. He had done everything that Cady had asked for, now all he could do was wait for her to arrive. David had arranged everything with her and followed her instructions to the letter



My marriage with Jake has been very happy. We have a ton of fun together; we’re always laughing and goofing around. He can make me smile at will. Jake fulfills all of my needs: mental, emotional, physical
We had been out in this hellhole for almost a year now and it was obviously starting to show. Everyday the same routine..



Steve drove home and collapsed on his large leather sofa. He was absolutely knackered, his cock and balls aching from all the amazing fucking he'd done



Saturday at lunch „You told her? Are you crazy?“ Jenny can’t believe what her step-brother is telling her. How does he not realize that this was a bad idea? “Of course I told her.” Steve says, “You don’t build a relationship on a lie
A Crazy Ex-Girlfriend It was Miranda! Of course it was Miranda. It all started to make sense, although it was still a bizarre situation. I was tied down spread eagle on a king sized bed. The room around me was so preppy and pink it seemed to belong to a teenager



I had been locked up for a little over a year now. I was consumed with regret for what I did, flipping drugs and shit. Just a young thug trying to make money, ya know? But I guess every dog has his day, and they finally got me, and gave me three fucking years



Mia's Fantasy - Ch. 3 - Final Chapter Mia didn't know how long it had been since Noah's three hired 'rapists' had stormed their house and helped Mia fulfill one of her darkest fantasies - being held captive with her husband and raped



The barn was beautiful in the late afternoon sun. Light poured down through the small cracks in the ceiling and the back wall, illuminating the dancing dust motes that flittered through the air



Joan was a woman at our church. You know the type. Every church has one, the perennial Do-gooder. She has a hand in everything, teaching the kids, help seniors, fund raising, donuts and coffee and anything else
When I made it back to the condo unit, I grabbed my purse and ran into the door, crying out in triumph when the lights came back on a few seconds later
CNC in Real Life It was one of those long shift days at work. I didn’t get off till 6. I was feeling particularly rowdy. I did a scan of the parking lot for M but he wasn’t there. Not unusual on a Friday. So, I called him as I began my walk home
MY LITTEL HITCHHIKER 8 & 9 Part 8 I looked at Tania in surprise, “You want me to what?” I asked her. She sighed, “I want you to spank me while I’m tied up.” She said simply
im trying something a little different this chapter, and hopefully fans of the series will still enjoy. As always, all feedback is welcomed