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FOOTBALL TRAINING by bumboy 1. Steve and his son Jack liked to get to the training ground early as they knew Errol would be there then
I sat down at my table, alone in my cabin in the hills of Arizona. Sipping my chicken soup, the night was cold, Golden Valley had a very empty, cold feel to it. The nights were filled with shining stars, and you could easily see the Milky Way from my home
[u]The Fender Bender I was creeping in Atlanta rush hour traffic, desperate to get home. It had been a long day. All I wanted was to get on my couch and watch ‘Blue Bloods’. It was sweltering hot, my car thermometer read ninety-eight degrees. I had the air condition on full blast



DeleteSex and Feet In The Woods It all started at a big campout with my parent's friends' families that they hold every year but luckily not too many families go so it isnt too crowded and is usually the same crowd of people every year so me and the other k**s basically grew up together



Incest Vacation This story is told from the view of Fran, the daughter, but there are parts where she was not present. Those parts are told from what she was told or from more of a third party point of view. Hope you enjoy it



Dahlia couldn't remember where she was. In fact, she couldn't quite remember what she was doing stark naked in the middle of her dark bedroom. With a muffled groan, she tried to prop herself up on her elbows but only got as far as the groan - she was tied in place



First and foremost the true author of this is King Of Rejects. It is his story and I have altered it slightly for grammar (I did not spend long on it and I know I said I wouldn't but after reading through it I thought why not?). I do have his permission to repost these
“Hurry up Nick, it’s your turn to do the cats,” his mother called from down stairs. “Already? Someone just went this morning,” he shouted back
My dad was a little bit of a playboyalways had a girlfriend, always younger and always pretty and my dad often used me as a playing chip to show the girls how good of a father he was because i was so polite and sweet and thoughtful and yet, i was the complete opposite of my dad



I suppose I should blame the internet. If there was ever a case of too much choice then the internet is that case. As a famous TV show once said if they took the porn off the internet there would only be one site left on the internet ‘www.bringbacktheporn



Sitting at the office was getting boring. I shut my computer, sighing, realizing that no one was coming today, I am completely alone, and I still have 2 hours left on the clock. I spin myself around in the chair, only curing my boredom for a moment



This is my first story so feedback and corrections will be greatly appreciated, hope you all enjoy! ;) My name is Christian I'm 16 years old and this is the story of where my life completely changed



This account starts in the second half of 1993. I was a sergeant in the R.A.F. and was based at R.A.F. Henlow in Bedfordshire. I was in my final year before discharge and, as was customary, was taking my turn to run the Sgts Mess bar



She was seriously something else. The way she moved was hypnotic, her ass so tight and round bounced ever so slightly as she walked down the hall, it was like I was watching time flow in slow motion



Hello readers, I have decided to reclassify this as “fiction” since details are changed as well as names, ages, any dates that might be mentioned, and places