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CHAPTER 12 It took about an hour to get back to Alamosa, Cody woke up as they pulled into the garage. They all got out and went in and went to the showers to completely clean themselves up



Please save your votes until you've read to the end. Chapter 2 For the next several days, I tried thinking up names for the girl in my dreams, but none seemed to fit. Actually, it was like my mind wouldn’t accept and recognize what I picked to be her name
The Gift of Life - CAW #9 It was a cold, rainy, wet, miserable afternoon, and the last place Hal Binks wanted to be was up an electrical pole



This isn't my story, however I enjoyed it so much I wanted to share it. It has 24 chapters and you can find it on storiesonline. If you don't like any of the themes, you don't have to read it. I hope you enjoy the story



Second story of 7 days. day to starts off with a wonderful wake up, followed by a steamy shower, romantic walks on the beach, dinner, and all that sappy stuff..
Ever wonder what it would be like to meet someone online that is real? How many times have we all thought that we found that woman or man who would meet and fill your needs? A meeting would be set up and they would not show – they would require / ask you to go to another site in order to hook up



I finished my doctoral degree when I was 26 and took a job at medium sized university in the midwest. In my first semester, I was given three sections of an introductory level course to teach, each with about 100 students
.We liked to read out loud to each other. It gave them a ’real’ feeling when we read it out loud to each other. We found this story of yours and started reading it. He read the guy parts, and I read the girl parts. It was like we were the guy and girl in the story



Ch. 4 :- Sapna the toilet whore The saga of depravity continues as Sapna’s asshole is completely destroyed. Disclaimer: This a work of complete fantasy set in another world. If that is not apparent to you, then you need urgent psychiatric help



Work had gone badly after I stopped texting Becky. Things had gone wrong and then progressively worse from there. An entire project had slipped by 3 days so I had a ton of issues to clear up. This was going to cut into my plans tonight
It was an incredible night. It was the night that made me a slut and a sex slave. It all started about last Saturday. I was asked to baby sit for my dad’s boss, Mrs. Amy Olsen. She and her husband, Mike, have a six month old baby



“Tonight,” I say with a promise sealed with a kiss on your lips before straightening to tuck my shirt into my slacks. Tonight, I’ll make up to you for last night. For getting home late and making you feel neglected. You pout and tug at my shirt, pulling it from my waistband



Last one to know, Chapter three A noise woke me and it took a second to realize it was the phone ringing. By the time I was awake enough to try to answer it Mom come into the bedroom and picked it up and said hello



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 2 I woke up alone to the smell of coffee brewing



This is a fictional story that takes place during my freshman year of high school. It is one of the several stories that I'm working on and plan on posting. It involves sexual relations between me and another male classmate. If this isn't your thing don't read it