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Have Hands –Will Travel The Early Years It was while in the Army I actually done something to really change my life. The times reflected the mood of the early 1970's with the Vietnam War, Watergate and Women's Lib in the headlines.. I was stationed at Monterey, California at Ft
Fbailey story number 256 Little Girl Voice I used to thank God, that he gave little girls voices. The way they grow up nowadays it is a good thing. Girls between thirteen and thirty are looking so much the same now that it is mostly the voices that separate them
You'd looked forward to this cruise for ages and it had been fun for the first half, lots of good looking men around to flirt with and a few nice nights with some but nothing memorable
Im not the sorta person that likes to inflict pain on others, but this by far was my breaking point. After finding out that my boyfriend had been running around town with whoever was willing to open their legs, i decided it was time i gave him a taste of his own medicine
fluky dogs| Part 03: Kenny’s The Man| by Mogrim [Chapter 1] The evening after their adventure, Bill, Haas and Kenny met in Haas’s home. “Guys, I have bad news.” Bill was back in his cowboy hat. “Cops raided the warehouse this morning.” “How did they find out?” asked Haas



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This is part 3 of the story. You will probably want to read the other parts first. Kevin takes Monifa on their first away business trip. The time had finally arrived for Kevin, in his new position, to go on the first trip to represent the company
I was shopping with my wife one afternoon--a frigid day in early January. We had just left Walmart and I drove past a homeless man leaning against a stop sign with a handmade sign exactly like the one I describe here


The school year was well on its way, and Katie was determined to get Mike's attention. She was finishing up middle school and was very excited about starting high school in the fall, where she could meet "older" boys. Mike, already a freshman in high school, had a small problem
My adventures with Trevor, my son’s friend, continues. I no longer feel ashamed of my need for his attentions. We travelled down the highway. Each time we stopped at a traffic light he would rub my thigh. I am glad he didn’t doing while we were moving or we would have crashed



I started working for a very large resort and spa as a pool boy while waiting on my massage therapy license



As we lay in bed together, Brian with his hand over my lower abdomen, the shock of his question began to wear off. He had been fucking me deeper than anyone ever had and releasing his seed directly into my cervix. His swimmers didn’t have to go very far to break into my egg



Power Failure A big storm was headed our way. It was nothing new and I was prepared. However I gassed up the generator and ran it just to make sure that it worked properly
This is a story that is based entirely on a true story from my past. Names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer and rarer every day
High School Pimp I was only thirteen years old throughout most of my freshman year in high school. I was only four years old when I entered kindergarten and I had not failed any grades. I was a nerd and had no friends. I just didn’t fit in