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In the office of the hiring director of a Managed Services Provider. “Sorry, you don’t have the experience needed for the position.” Rape this bitch, show HER you’re THE man for the job



Hey! Thanks for reading! I bring you the next few chapters. Things are getting a little bit rougher in these chapters. I would like to thank everybody who voted (positive or negative) as it really helps me know if I'm doing any good



Ice Maiden to Whore Saffron sat quietly with her workmates in a downtown bar one Friday evening as they toasted the promotion Frank had secured at work earlier that day
I was in my photo studio early the next morning when I heard the knock on the door. It was Barbara. She sure was early today. " I was wondering if I got the modeling job and to see what else you had in mind for me like you said last night." she asked



My dad had left us when I was around 6 years old, it was only my mother and I from there on out



White Slut Training Academy The Arrival My Wife's First Day at the Academy My wife Julie when in her 20s had been obsessed with the internet, and all the possibilities of kinky sexual encounters that this new wonderful medium presented


"shh quiet!" you say as we giggle our way down the hall, "im sorry its just your mom almost saw us!" i reply, we continue our way towards the next left and if sneaking in to your house isn't crazy enough, we even move in to the bath room together
GRACE NOTES Chili met Grace during his last semester of college at a university in Maryland, a couple months before he would graduate in the spring of 1978. He met her at his dorm, or ‘mod’ as it was called, which was pretty much known as party central around the complex



Chapter 1: The Beginning Note: This is not a series made by PolishCock and all rights to the guy, oh that's right I'm PolishCock :D Seba ran. His gleaming eyes full of malice, malice for himself



Besides the homes with the neglectful foster parents that exist there is an even worse alternative, at least in my eyes, that thank God I only had to experience it once. That home is called a group home



It has been about four months since Tom and Matt started sounding, and more like Matt was sounding Tom. Tom loved it, Matt not too much, but he loved doing it to Tom. But that all changed six weeks ago when Matt met Sara and the two started dating



Chapter One All throughout middle school, I had hated the name Adam Watson. It was a name the school bullies had become all too familiar with, and it became a name I figured was cursed, and I too for having it



whore Fiona was headhunted by department at the local council buildings in town, it would mean a whacking great pay rise but a lot of hard work meeting owners of companies and other senior figures in the area, she was going to be setting up a whole manner of important projects for the midlands area
Part#2 Before Myra could turn around to investigate the noises in the bushes behind her several sets of large hands took control of her little body. She screamed in surprise. The last thing the girl on the ground mumbled to her was enjoy it. She was carried off away from her



Boating Holiday A good part of this story is true and what occurred on the trip has been slightly improved. Chapter one: My name is Mike and I love my boat “Lollypop.” She’s a new Amel 64’ twin mast built in 2014 a true blue-water cruising yacht