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It seemed like it would be another typical Friday night. Instead of going out, we had decided to have some friends over for dinner and socialising, followed by possibly going out dancing

Fbailey story number 531 She’s Married But Not To Me When the hotel clerk asked, “Are you married” Terri said, “Yes, for ten years now.” She was not lying but she wasn’t telling the whole truth either. You see she’s married, but not to me

-----"Take my hand and keep your eyes closed I don't want you to peek and spoil the suprise." as she felt his gentle hand take her own she softly folded her fingers in a firm squeeze. She felt her heart race, and her mind reeled for where he might be taking her

It was Wednesday February 15th, 17:15 p.m., and John Ventura is a commuter, waiting for his train to take him home from an unnamed train station in Chicago

The parts about Debbie wearing extremely revealing clothes in Denver are true. She let guys look up her skirt and down her blouse. They did push her nipple out of her bra. The did pull her skirt up her ass, even when she was commando

If your looking for a huge, sex filled story, go somewhere else. If you want a story about love, compassion, and sensual sex, then read on. As it was in the previous chapter, comments and criticism are welcomed

UNEXPECTED VISITOR PART SEVEN The barbeque was going well with about a dozen people, mostly men, now standing around chatting with others or starting to eat like Brett and my self

Alexandra Evans walked through the same dive bar that her and best friend Lee Meyer have been going to since even before they could drink. The bartenders were friends but mostly out of towners found Kislings to be the watering hole while on vacation in Ocala Florida

As the carriages pulled up to the castle, Harry looked out the window. The castle looked a little dark; perhaps the fact Dumbledore was not there anymore was the reason. They stopped at the front gates and journeyed into the great hall

The phone rang. Jenny waited, hoping it didn't mean He was going to be late. Hello, my pet. There's been a change of plans. I had to go to the office to meet with a client—and he's made a lot of last-minute changes, which means that I have to stay here for awhile

It was a warm sunny day in early summer. The sky was a clear unbroken blue and Sally's original ideas of shopping in the city centre seemed tired and boring

JackassTales…Tale # 55 (my speed limit tale)…Readers; this is a fairytale fantasy I have written in response to a contest challenge. While I don’t think I have followed the rules precisely, I do believe I have come close to their intention

A Short Tale of Siblings. "I've got to go in to work Saturday," my mom announced to my sister Penny and myself. "So you two need to get your own breakfast and do your chores because I won't be home until late

I loved the cemetery. Something about it seemed peaceful. Quiet. The perfect place to be. Especially when skipping school. It was a Friday; the first warm day in months and I couldn't spend it at a desk listening to teachers drone about useless information. So I played sick

----- This is my first attempt so tell me what you guys think and what needs work! ----- I've never really liked being a high school tutor. At 17, I've got better things to do