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It was a below average Friday. Work was thoroughly depressing because you got yelled at by one of your co-workers and the whole office heard. You found the whole incident particularly unacceptable given the fact that she was in the wrong anyhow and your boss sided with her



Author’s note: The Thamud were a real tribe in Ancient Arabia. No one knows why they disappeared around the time of the rise of Islam. Some say it was because they were Matriarchal in an ever more Patriarchal society
XIII. Not Just a Nudist Camp We had a complete hook-up so my brothers hooked up the water, sewer, electrical, and TV cable. Soon I was in the shower getting all cleaned up so I would feel comfortable walking around in the nude. I blew my hair dry and put on a little makeup



Doctor's Incestuous Family (An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter One: Brother Takes My Cherry By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! James Wilson I heaved a sigh of relieve when Ms. Samuels's class ended



Gambling My Wife and Black Business Partner part 6 CJ has another plan up his sleeve as my young wife is out of it and now helpless to resist anything that can be done to her



I want to start out by saying that ALL of my stories are written for my best friend Monica. They all were specifically written for her and I'm now sharing them as she believes they're worthy of being posted
Weekdays were the definition of dull, boring, and uneventful. There were classes, there was homework, there was having to stay sober, and there was very little free time. However, as dull and tedious as those weekdays were, they also made my Saturdays even better



I gulped. “What do you want me to wear?” “It’s going to be hot. Wear as little as possible, but put on a hat. You do have a hat, don’t you?” I didn’t. “That’s all right, I’ll give you one of mine,” Dina said



Hey this story is about the girl on block I thought I never get she is so sexy. I'm Jason 16 medium build go to gym a lot so I'm pretty happy with my body. I Live with father whose never home so I stay with my friend all the time



This is how for me it all started, the public wanking that is. I'm not asking for for forgiveness or understanding, I'm just telling you how it is. That girls are sex objects and that part of the thrill. Does that make me a pervert? Yes, so get over it
A girl moved into the area and immediately became friends with my daughter. Everything started out normal, but the more I saw of her and the more i had contact with her the more she became an obsession and then fantasies started to become reality. Taylor was 13 when she got here
A Vacation in Mexico “All characters in this story are of the age of eighteen or of a higher age and are consenting adults. Please fell free to vote and leave your comments on this story



These six weeks were going to take FOREVER. I knew that. I tried to keep myself busy, but there was too much Amy going through my mind. We e-mailed everyday and spoke at least every other day. Amy was exactly the kind of woman I liked



“Sara, is my brother really that good?” “Good?” “You know, at sex?” “You know?” she asked surprised. “Ev'rybody knows.” “Ev'rybody who?” “I've known for a while. I saw the two of you in the treehouse from my bedroom window last year



Boarding School Encounter Chapter Six: Henrietta is Spanked by Her Teacher By mypenname3000 My bowels had a wonderful ache to them as I stumbled out of the Headmistress's office, once again dressed. I closed the door behind me