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Foreword: We survived the hurricane and life pretty much went back to normal. My only regret was that we didn’t take any pictures that day
Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England



Becky could not wait to design her character and see how close the game would make it look like her. She had bought and downloaded the new interactive game everyone was talking about called, "Horrorween"



Kim woke slowly up of the sound her mom made, knocking on the door. Still half a sleep with only a pair of panties on, she stood up and opened the door. Her mom was a bit shocked at this as she was used to have a daughter that was really shy about showing and talking about her privates



Chapter 1. Dreaming of her boyfriend. A usual family that consisted of three persons moved from a small town into a big city. They were Clair, Tom and their 15-years-old daughter Kate. The life in the big city was much harder that they had ever expected



I'm a guy, tall, athletically build, and was in my mid-thirties at the time this took place. If you're looking for a story full of sex and such, don't bother reading further



Author’s note: Kelly’s first story. Her second will be incest. She’s the sister of Trina from parts 1 and 2. This story features Wayne again. Wayne is based off someone I know in real life. Not many people like this person



The following story is real with one exception, I have changed the names of those involved. While I was at secondary school, Year 9 onwards (age 13-16) I had weak legs so every PE lesson I only had three choices; swimming, gymnastics or the weights room



After a while of just relaxing naked in the hot tub with everyone else (Amy and Nicole had now joined us all), I felt brilliant. Here I was in my own home with a bunch of my friends simply relaxing naked in my hot tub. I couldn’t have felt better
Introduction This is the first chapter of a very, very long story that has spanned 3+ series (and counting). I use a very slow and methodical style that builds each chapter on top of each other without diving too quickly into the action



Since moving in with the Blanchers Isabella had had little to no contact with them, choosing to stay in her room whenever possible. Their family vacation to Hawaii was the first time she was going to be forced to actually spend time with them



Harry Potter and The Order of The Sex Appeal Chapter Three by Simon Fear As the days dragged on at Grimwauld Place Harry was beginning to get anxious about going back to Hogwarts



Their Trip To His Mountain Retreat A Novel By: S. Stevenson I encourage you to vote on each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time and let me know what you like and dislike. Thank You, S.S



I logged in to my account. I had a flirt. I didn't get overly excited. Usually flirts were just that but not wanting to miss an opportunity I checked you out. Your handle was officefuck69. This intrigued me
The idea of a private “underground” dinner club, boasting fine dining and ambiance made the invite an easy acceptance by Krissy. Never one to miss opportunity of a relaxing evening with friends or workmates, she looked forward to the festivities