Fantasy - Page 78
Chapter 2 X awakes and stretches. He gives and yawn and looks around the unchanged land. He gets up does a couple of stretches. He grabs a flat rock and gets to work carving one of the giant stick he has for a spear



The end of summer was close now and I wasn’t able to go up to the game room very often, but there were few times I did venture over to John’s apartment, but never knocked, nervous about what would happen
Please rate and comment Colleen threw her long Auburn hair back and smiled. “Good Work Phillip.” Basking in the glow of the praise of his favorite teacher Phillip managed a meek. “Than You Ms Ritzer”. Collen handed Phillip his paper lightly brushing against him and smiled



This story does contain some non-consent, so if you are not fond of such, please read no further. If you are under the legal age of reading a story of sexual nature, please exit now! All people portrayed in this story are over the age of 18. Chapter 1 Spring break..



This is a role-play that I did on one of my role-play sites with a friend of mine. There are probably some spelling and grammar errors in your being this was done in chat room and neither of us are the world's best writers I hope you enjoy it as much as I did
Chapter 2 It had been 2 weeks since the bonfire. 2 long weeks at work. It was now early September and the weather was starting to cool down. I talked to Becky a few times since then, mostly at Smokey's. Those were nights I really enjoyed
Voyeur for the first time I had come back home from a semester of college to stay with my mom. It had been a tough time academically, but I made it through. I had not had much time for myself because of the class loads that I had, and that made it a hard year sexually as well



When I went to stay at my friend Kyle's farm to look after his dogs and horses, I never said anything to my girlfriend Jen



Turbulence jostled the plane and Aria lifted her head from the window. The announcement was then made that the plane was landing. The news gave Aria a start of energy and she took a deep breath to calm her racing heartbeat



***Due to some publishing denials I cut two sections, sorry I guess. Maybe I'm wrong in the head*** First off, I haven’t written anything in years, something possessed me this last week and all I did was work on this



I was a teenager when my family and I moved house, virtually to the other side of the country. I was not exactly happy with having no say in the matter, but the move came with a promotion for my Dad, so we upped sticks and left the old neighbourhood along with all my friends
It had been a long day in Miami. The mall was new, there were few customers, and the shoe store where Andrea worked was at the end of a side corridor where few shoppers ventured. As closing time neared, I was looking for the shoe store



Chapter 1: Blonde Twincest: The Beginnings Cody and Zack were walking to school together, holding hands. That morning they had announced their relationship to their mother and the rest of the Tipton staff and planned to do the same with all their friends at school
Neighbor Christy was shocked when she first opened the door, there he stood, the man who had haunted her dreams for the last month. She had seen him washing his car on the day she moved in, 6 ft. 3 approx
“Yes, I have an appointment for tomorrow at 12; I was wondering if there was any way I could have that earlier?” “I’m sorry sir but we are fully booked for the morning