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Man Of The House I was only fourteen years old when my father died in an automobile accident. My grandfather took me aside and told me that I was the man of the house now. I had no idea what that involved. I told him that I would do my best and he smiled at me


An old flame in a new city. Milwaukee had always been my home. I’d grown up in Waukesha, went to the Milwaukee School of Engineering, all my friends and family were in the area, even if my ex-girlfriend was now 65 miles away, moved down to Libertyville after our falling out
Two Lost Souls Part 3. Please read parts one and two, before you read this one. My lover and best friend Kim, has been helping me write this, so it does have a woman’s perspective to it. ******************************************************************************* Chapter 1



PB-347 DONKEY-LOVING SCHOOLGIRL by Frank Brown CHAPTER ONE Denise Chapman found a seat at the rear of the bus, in the very back row. She was thankful that the bus wouldn't be crowded



Part 2 – Make sure you read part one first as this continues where the first left off. After deciding to stay overnight, I picked myself off the floor and sat next to Andy on his couch, still in a haze of orgasmic bliss



The next morning I awoke on the floor where Cloe normally slept, when the hell had I gotten on the floor? Then the memories of yesterday start to intrude on my mind, ah yes! I had been tired after everything that had happened yesterday
Chapter 8 Welcome back to another episode of Case Study 301: I become a seductress Once again this is a story that has themes in which the characters go back to their childhood and reveal the myriad of sexual exploits that happened to them



Dedicated to Cat You wake up to find yourself alone in the house. Your husband has already left for work despite the early hour. He’ll be home much later, because his boss demands unreasonable hours



Part One: I know your name. I know where you live, what you do for a living, what you drive. I know what foods are your favorite, what music you listen to, and what turns you on. I know you have a dog, for I heard him barking in the background the last time we spoke on the phone



Chapter 2 Cammy woke up slowly, sore between her thighs from the intense pounding she took and with a deep ache in her shoulder from His teeth
Car In Ditch One very cold and rainy night there was a loud banging on my front door. I wasn’t expecting any company and couldn’t imagine who was coming by at that hour. As I opened up the door I saw a mother and her daughter completely soaked to the skin



It was a Tuesday night, and as such it was on my schedule to head to the 24 hour gym where I have a membership. I was 17 years old at the time, and a senior in high school



Please feel free to leave a comment, especially if you are going to leave a negative rating. I am always trying to improve my writing. Throughout my escapades with the mature women on my volunteer delivery route, my desires always seemed to come back to Ruth



Jon and Lauren were already in the living room when Tiffany came downstairs. "You took another shower." Jon immediately noticed her wet hair. "I get sweaty in my room," she admitted. "If you didn't keep the temperature so high, it wouldn’t be a problem," Jon scolded her



Daffney shivered in the cold night air, "Why am I here?" she thought, waiting on the door to open to the small cabin. Then suddenly, the crooked door slowly opened, as if a ghost hand turned the knob. Dim light fromthree candles, on a small coffee table