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Just outside of Summersville, West Virginia, on route 19 there was an abandoned gas station. The local lore said that it was haunted and that anyone that ever went there went missing

It was late, just after two in the morning, and the thudding music finally died down as Jet walked over to his parents' enormous sound system and turned the volume down to a dull thrumming

AUTHORS NOTE: Been busy with a lot of work. I've turned into a venture capitalist in IMVU and a lot of other endeavors (think sharktank). Imvu is a great tool for creativity

Jen’s life – Chapter One Tonight is my birthday, and I am excited to open my presents. I have a new computer game from my father and mum, the one I have been wanting for ages

Chapter 5: Hannah vs. 100+ Outlaws Hannah did not know what time she fell asleep, but she did know that despite her fatigue it took her at least a few hours. She cried the entire time too

The destruction of Aisha Section Two It was a good thing Aisha was so familiar with her daily routine. Despite being tired from the late night with her newfound God. He was all she could think about

All the time I thought I was being cool. All the time I thought I had set up the perfect plan, when in fact I took her exactly where she wanted to go. Jen was short for Jeanette. She was my niece. As I lay there beside her, I thought back on the plan and what she had just said

The Prophecy Ch. 7 This is the continuation of the previous chapter, please read the previous chapters to fill in any blanks. I appreciate the feedback and apologize for previous and any future grammatical errors

Part 11: "Don't think you'll be able to break me so easily," Betty scoffed. Her pride was admirable, considering her position. We were in Elise's guest room and I had Betty tied to the bed with a bandana covering her eyes

I had never had a interview like it. When I was told I have interview the letter came with instructions, not the normal turn up on time but what to wear and how to wear it. It was only a pa job for a local business man

[Opening Theme: "Violet Skies" by In This Moment] EPISODE 12: "Violated by Evil! Fear Raider Attacks!" "Aw, too bad," the Tsarina said, taunting Jennifer while holding her tightly in a headlock

I started my sexcapades at a young age. Dad divorced mom when I was 5 years old. I lived with my mom and my younger sister. I was about 10 when I first started jerking my cock. I loved cumming, and would jack off just about anywhere. I think I wanted to get caught and be punished

I came home from shopping, Grandpa and Jake were in the kitchen. Why hello my young one. I said hello and headed to my bedroom, as that was the first time I had seen both of them since they punished me for looking at porn on the computer

Jessica has always had a very dominant personality. This was something that made her different from her class mates at the Christian school she went to. They were all real girly girls and Jessica was a bit of a tomboy

Mama's Home (( Hello, I'm no professional by any means, please post feedback without just being plain cruel. Thank you and enjoy! )) Rose was just your average girl in the world. She was cute, but not a bomb shell beauty

Sarah gets her due. It started as just a little on-line exchange between Sarah and I as we compared stories and discussed which ones we liked. Sarah was a young wild one who professed her love of older guys while I was an older guy looking for an adventure

As I prepared for my day, I couldn’t help but think about the night before

Ginger Sullivan was tall. Very tall. Standing at 6’-2,” she towered over all the boys and girls in her high school senior class

ling with MARKHAN, the most ancient and powerful member of a race of mysterious, shape-shifting beings who live in the wilderness of the Pacific Northwest and the various young women who fall under his domination and control, both physically, emotionally, and sexually over the course of many decades

Chapter 1: Into the Forest It was a beautiful drive, the trees full in bloom, looming over the winding roadway, like hovering blankets on a cold winter’s day. The beaming sunlight danced through the leaves, flickering onto the black asphalt in front of them