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Chapter 1 Jackie Meyer was sitting at her computer in her home office. She was a widow of two beautiful daughters. Katie, her oldest, was actually her step daughter. She was 24, and Sarah, the youngest at 18. Jackie had Sarah when she was 16 and still in high school
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ficticious story of uncle bill and nephew daniel. hope you enjoy my first effort .
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It all started when my best friends Sarah and Layla decided to drag me out of the house after a bad break up. We had dated for a year and a half and I really thought he was the one. Until I caught him cheating with another girl
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She envelopes me with her arms and lips taking me in to the depths she has reserved for me, She is mine beneath me. I learned early in my life to be a master manipulator, essentially I'm a wolf in sheep’s clothing
To tell you abit about myself and my life, it is just me and my dad that live together as my bitch of a mother left us to start a new life with my dads brother, my uncle
We had not always been poor. My wife and I used to purchase and flip houses. Several years ago in 2008 we lost it all when the housing market crashed. Every property we owned was taken away by the banks when we couldn’t make payments
I grabbed the ewer as I ran out of the house with the shouts of my master behind me. Parvana had forgotten to get the water this morning and I was paying the price as I was the closest slave to my mater when he wanted a drink
Friday The hot Summer's sun shines brightly upon my sleeping face, prompting me to awake as my mother slowly walks toward me and gently shakes my shoulder, "Come on, honey, wake up. You don't want to be late for school
Eurotica 3 Jane walked through her front door and slammed her case down in a huff. Her flight had been set back two days and she wasn’t sitting in an airport shopping mall for all that time. ‘Bastards!’ she hissed
Wild Side by DDWArd© revised by DinoMagick (I did not write this story, only revised it and made some minor grammatical changes to make it easier to read. I added a little to the ending, but the majority of the story belongs to DDWArd and Asylumchild
The Knight and the Acolyte Book 5: The Vault's Treasure Chapter Five: Nimble Fingers By mypenname3000 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this
It was 16:30 on Friday evening, Becky was walking alone through the park, she had just finished her after college dance classes, which she regularly attends, and was now heading home
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It started at the cocktail party. Karen is a political and business consutant in Washington D.C.. I was attending the cocktail party along with other political people and business executives. Karen put on her skin color thigh highs and garter belt
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The idea of flashing has always been a big turn on for you but you have never gone through with it. You get home from work one Friday evening and cook yourself a meal. You sit drinking a bottle of wine after the meal. It is the usual rubbish on the TV and you are soon bored
Jane G.I. Jane My name is Jane Reilly! Well maybe it is not, I can't tell you my real name because our government does not know I exist, so they say
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It was a comfortable day at 61 degrees. The sun was shining bright as they wandered along the hiking trail watching the dog mark everything he could. This was her turf, though not turf she was well versed on, it was hers
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Dr. Swan - the Beginning. by pete. Note: This story is partly inspired by an original called “Dr’s Orders”, by an unavailable 'Parker', to whom I extend my thanks. Prologue
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Driving home I had this strange eerie feeling about how dark it was outside. I had just finished working out. The gym was a good twenty minutes from my house. We lived in the middle of no where. No other house near us for miles
I lay there between your legs. A shakeing pile of nerves. I can still taste you coating my throat. That sweet saltiness with a hint of metal. Like sucking a penny coated in butterscotch. It's only you. You've turned down the egg to the lowest setting
I woke up feeling rested, hungry, and a little confused. I wasn’t in my regular bed. I was in a hotel. Then full consciousness and reality gave the dream world a slap to the back of my head and I remembered everything. I smiled
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