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Well guys it's been too long since I wrote Part 1, and I'm sorry for that. For anyone to understand this story, please read Part 1:

I had a paper route in a amall town while growing up,. There were two papers delivered in the community and one day I got a call from a potential new client. It seems they wanted to change papers and wanted me to begin delivering to them

Marshal Stefan Girard waited anxiously in his chambers as rain poured heavily outside. Surely, this thunderstorm that had suddenly come over the palace had to be a bad omen, a warning to the proud Marshal to abandon his plans

Poster's notes This is a series originally posted on Nifty by a friend of mine. On his behalf (because for some reason, he couldn't get an account here), I'm posting it here. He reckons people who read here might like it too

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and all names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental

Welcome to part 9 of "Help!" :) *** “Okay Jake,” Danny said seriously as he continued to make eye contact, “I will tell you, but you have to promise me that you won’t flip out at me like you did last time. I don’t want this to turn into a huge drama like it did then

[i]My name is Mary and I have always had a power to control peoples actions. At least that's what I thought until I realized around age thirteen that i was actually able to manipulate peoples minds

My name is Johnny. I was 17 when I got a puppy for Xmas one year. He was a medium sized mutt my mom got from an animal shelter. I loved that puppy like a family member. I named him Jet. Every day after school I would play with him. In one year he was weighing about 40 lbs

buddy turned fuck buddy I was probobly about 12 at the time when paul had just moved into the building.I couldn't stand him. He had spiky hair and a fuckin ponytail

Part 4 - Dana . It would be easy to explain why Father Everett Fontane was not going to hear a soft knock that was soon to come to his office door. It would be harder to explain why the chief priest of Pristine Valley would be seen laying with a blond boy on his office sofa

After the three weeks before we moved to the country (my step mothers father had given her an acre to put a house on) we lived in a two room house that was a temporary house for us until our larger house was built. This is where things started to get really kinky

For a while now I've been curious about guys. So I was cruising on Craigslist (back when that was around) looking for someone who wanted an ongoing sub for them to use from time to time

“Bye, Mom,” I yelled as I ran out our back door. I knew that Christy would be waiting for me, and I was in a hurry… she had promised the night before that she would meet me in the woods, at our secret spot, and continue what we had talked about then

I had a younger sister. She was just a pesky, spoiled brat sister, until…. I noticed she was getting tits and a nice ass. She liked to come in my room and be a pest. Now she wanted to talk about sex. She confided in me that she had not had sex yet, and was disappointed

My Mother, Grand Mother & Me (re-write) Hi, my name is Bobby. That’s what both my Mother and Grand Mother call me anyway. My Mother was fourteen when I was born and I found out later when I was seventeen that my Dad was my Grand Mothers husband