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A new job with a special duty I had been working at the firm for about three years and really liked my job. I started right out of college. My name is Victor, everyone calls me Vic
Gill looked around the boat's systems. The engine sat under the cockpit and the ladder down from deck formed the firewall to the salon inside. Someone built the ladder from the side rail of a skiff
Can We Survive II I had been thinking about and smelling the items the girls parents had sent for them. I dug a hole in the front yard. Then I called all the girls and the boys out side. “ I want all the deodorant, Cologne, perfume and all forms of makeup and scented soap
Erika didn’t try to dominate me the way some of my previous, male, lovers did, despite the fact that she knew that she could do, if she so chose. It was what I had become used to and what I expected from her at first



Part three Brad walk to his classroom after getting off of the bus. No one noticed when he walked to his seat thirty minutes late for class. He tried to pay attention but he could barely think about anything but the bus ride and the fun he had with Amanda
Until the night I met Henri Dauterive, I lived in a world devoid of light. My own choice, of course. I preferred the night and stayed in the shadows during the day. I hid from anything that might reveal what I was



Morning rays through a huge French window fell on my face, my right arm out of my blanket and on my torso
I'd see her at the Corner Coffee about once a week. I go there everyday for lunch. It's conveniently close to my office, but she's such a random element of brightness that walks in only sometimes during my afternoon hour



After the party the guys went and ate while I slept in the truck. When they finished they drove back to their apartment. Byron carried me into their apartment where he took me to his room. He stripped me naked and placed me in his bed


Barbra’s Reawakening By Frodov 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
If you've read my other stories then this is the same just put all together with some revisions and another part added to the end
Sister’s Surprise, Chapter 3 It was not a restful sleep. Haunting questions of my own sexuality plagued my dreams. In one such consuming dream, I was Michael again, bigger, stronger, more masculine than I had ever been before, or could imagine myself being
Fbailey story number 605 The Exhibitionist Next Door When I moved into my new house I was not expecting to have a young woman to be living on either side of me but it was nice. I made some good investments and decided to get to hell out of the rat race for good



At the request of many readers, I re-publish this story on XNXS *** I’m still in shock



It finally stopped raining around 6 a.m. on a Sunday morning. I sat up to look around. I was in a park just blocks away from Disneyland. I stood up to stretch until my chest decide it had other reasons as to not to. I looked across the way to see a convience store open