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Devil's Pact, The Cult of the Ghost Copyright 2015 Chapter Seven: Bitter Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Friday, July 18th, 2014 – Sheriff Caleb Barends – Boise, ID My boots stomped on the ground as I followed the Holy Sluts into the Boise Airport's terminal

Rod and Angie had been married seven years. They had been struggling financially the entire seven years as Rod had worked two and sometimes three jobs trying to accumulate enough money to start an auto repair shop

88E469SD WARD OF THE STATE By HOWDY DOODY ________________________________________ Part Three Michael was awoken by Doc at 4:30. It was time to take his charges back to the dorm and the 4 boys would be waiting for him in less than half an hour

When the police busted through the door in the porn booth, I naturally jumped up. But my skirt was still up around my waist. The one cop said, “This whore is a dude.” As they pushed me against the wall, I said, “ What did I do wrong?” “You’re being arrested for prostitution

Janine and I hadn't been on holiday for a long while, her studies at uni were always a priority and holidays are always put to the back of our minds

Jenny sat at the edge of the secluded hot tub outside the high end seaside resort just down the coast from San Fransisco

I had almost gotten used to Lex's unannounced entries into my room. I had asked her to stop just barging in naked, so now panties and a bra were usually involved or a towel if she'd just been showering. "Do you date?" she blurted out instead of a greeting

For some reason, I’ve always been obsessed with the idea of teasing the men around me. I’d never thought I was very attractive, but I knew that men thought exactly the opposite. And maybe not because I have a nice face, but I know they at least like my “other parts

The Devil's Pact Copyright 2013 Chapter Twenty-five: Eight-and-a-Half Weeks Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. I stood with Mary on the private balcony of our bedroom

Tegan arrived at Jackson’s apartment shortly before 6pm Friday evening and buzzed the intercom. It was formerly the apartment she shared with him until their breakup and she didn’t have the fondest memories of leaving here

Music blaring. Windows down. Wind through my hair. What a great day! Heading down the freeway, I’m on my way through Texas. I’m finally heading home from a long “business” trip. Too long. And when I say business trip, I mean something that’s nobody’s business

Should I go back and get her? I met her at a little gas station on the corner. We started chatting online earlier that night on a social networking sight. We both were into psychedelics and were down for a trip

I reluctantly agreed to meet my friend Julie at a bar that I had never gone to in a neighborhood I wasn't familiar with at all. The occasion was to celebrate the fact that my divorce from Jeff was final. As for the reason for the location, I was just as perplexed

It was the middle of December, and cold outside. Bailey and Jade sat under a blanket, nude as always, next to a roaring fire. Their starling of a mother walked by smiling, dressed only in white lingerie designed with snowflakes

What a shit day at work,The only thing I wanted to do rite now was to get home and fuck the wife so hard to get rid of all this frustration