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I woke up early the next morning, and Mom made me breakfast. She said that Dad didn’t make it to bed ‘til about four in the morning so he’ll most likely be sleeping off his hangover. After Mom went to work I read the paper and sat around in my boxers



Introduction My name is Will Chapman. I’m a 19-year-old college student, 5’8” and 160 lbs with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. I have always had trouble with girls my own age. It wasn’t that I was not good looking; it was because, despite being 19, I looked like I was 14



Becoming Daddy's Good Girl Chapter One: Dressing Room Submission By mypenname3000 “You take care of your father and be a good girl, Melody,” my mother said as she stood in the doorway of our house, her the tight, gold necklace glinting about her throat


Author’s note: This is a non-linear story. It jumps to and from the past and present. I separated the time jumps with a series of asterisks. I hope that helps some. Editing thanks go to Todger65
My first time… My first time with a girl was a while ago, I was actually only 15, I had sex with a girl before I discovered boys….here’s how it happened When I was 13/14 I started to get invited to the usual teenage parties



Ok, ok, OK! Totally over the top, deviant and …probably deserve any of the consequences. No excuses but will lay out the groundwork. Have…I mean had been married a little bit over seventeen years. The bliss full years I could count on one hand



--It all started when I was 12. I remember it like it just happened, how could I ever forget? My parents were going out of town for a few days, moving trucks. My older brother was staying with my aunt, and I insisted I was old enough to take care of myself
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and all names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental
WOW…thanks to all for the positive reads and all the great comments. I love the one who he said he fucked his wife so good after reading my story. I wonder if she was reading it too or if she knew the reason? Shout out to all the forum responses I got as well
Beep beep beep Sabrina's eyes cracked open slightly and she turned a hateful glare at the tiny alarm clock on the other end of the room. She stuck her head under the pillow and hoped for some act of god that would shut the damn thing up



Welcome to part 9 of "Help!" :) *** “Okay Jake,” Danny said seriously as he continued to make eye contact, “I will tell you, but you have to promise me that you won’t flip out at me like you did last time. I don’t want this to turn into a huge drama like it did then


The Knight and the Acolyte Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter Eight: Impaled by the Minotaur By mypenname3000 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this



It had been another long and boring day and it was now third period, history. Sensei was in the middle of another boring lecture about the early 1500's. I always paid attention in class and completed my studies but today's lecture was just really boring



The Futa Fairy – Futa Forbidden Wish Chapter One: Keily's Futa Gift By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 November was my favorite month of the year. And even though it was cold standing out on the street waiting for the city bus to take us to Washington College, I didn't care
WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story