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“Jerjie, do you know why I like you?” Jake asked me as he stood up. I couldn’t help but stare at his strong stature. A tall, white guy with that silly emo hair style. His eyes stared of onto space; his hand reaching for mine. “Well Jake if I knew, I’d answer you

[b]Alice Gets Hitched 7 by Will Buster As can be imagined, a pregnant, used mistress can be rather difficult to palm off. Difficult, that is, unless a large dowry accompanies the lusty little vixen

Christmas came and went and with it the usual aggravation of visiting relatives and receiving relatives day in and day out. By Saturday, not only was I exhausted but Ashley had distanced herself from me which made me edgy

The Chauffeur, Vegas Baby! By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 Chapter 1 When the four of us arrived at the Palm restaurant, Donna and Roger’s eyes grew large with delight. “Jill, are you telling me this is where we are going for dinner?” Donna exclaimed

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

Leaving Home: The Story of Candy Lane by Cheltenham Tags: rape, porn film, coercion, sixteen, violence **************************************************** Read the tags above

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

An Unexpected Tryst with Vera I d done something really stupid. Yes.. I was quite drunk but even through the haze of my inebriation I know I d done something stupid

This is a follow up to Handyman 2. It will make more sense if you have read that first. Even if you haven't, I hope you enjoy this romp. johnstr Bobby lay looking at the ceiling of his room. His smile was plastered across his face

1 Alex's heart was racing as she sat the quarters down on one of the washing machines. The laundromat was empty, and she prayed it stayed that way. She took a deep breath and opened the lid. The laundromat was in the basement of her apartment building

Disclaimer: All the usual B.S, any similarities are purely coincidental, yadda yadda let's get to the good stuff

A few notes: - Both characters were 19 -They now have their own house as Jeremy is an engineer and Laura is an intern at a hospital. -They live in upstate New York. "What's your name again?" My name is Jeremy. I am 26 years old and live happily with my wife Laura

“Sarah! Get up. We’re gonna be late” I yelled into the other room. Every morning, just as late. I opened my younger sister’s door to find her still in bed, hand draped over one edge, covers askew. I pull the rest of the covers off and begin to shake her awake

CHAPTER FOUR We both slept through the night and I awoke in the morning with her still held tight to my body. I just held her, smelling her and occasionally kissing her forehead. She was stirring and I did not want her to awake alone this morning

LeeAnn had mostly moved into her new apartment, a separate second floor living space in a residential home. A male friend from work was expected to arrive to help her with the items she and her friend couldn’t manage: her queen-sized mattress, her dresser, and her couch

Revised to remove several references to underage sex. This will complete the story. CHAPTER 8 Donald went back to play baseball the following afternoon. The relieved Joey refused to pitch to him, passing the honor to another player

“No plans with the movie star today, Char?” He knew I hated it. He knew it made me shake and made my insides turn upside down when he called me that, but he did it anyway

The Reverend was angry. His blood pressure was through the roof. He knew it because he could feel the throbbing in his temples, but what could he do? Doing anything to that Walker boy meant exposing his son to shame

This is one of my early very short fiction stories which was written two years ago. I wrote it with aim for simplicity and conversational style. I am sorry about grammatical mistakes. I am 40 years old. I have a pleasant wife and a 13 year old son

Surprise 2 Counseling We arrived back home a weak before School began . Most of the town had heard about me being kidnapped. Each one of them had their own ideas of what had happened. All of them were afraid to ask