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It had been nearly an hour since Debbie's blackmailing abusers had left and she was still in the foetal position. She knew she had to pull herself together for the sake of her son and later her husband

PLAYTIME – CHAP. XXIII - HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN….. Arriving home from Texas after an exhausting three-week business trip, John missed his wife. She met him as he came in. “I’ve missed you,” he said. She replied, “And I’ve missed parts of you

Chapter 1 When I was nine, my dad got married to this woman he had met during one of his trips. He is a long-haul truck driver and I remember the first time I met her, Lara was her name. Well, she was very pretty

After splitting from her boyfriend Susan moved back to her parents as usual her parents were glad to see her especially her dad who she had always been close to. Susan had been back in the family home a few months when her parents announced they were going to book a cruise

Neighbors-2 Homecoming Richard and Clarice had a wild couple of sensual interactions leaving Richard physically and emotionally worn out, Clarice satisfied beyond her dreams and the neighborhood changed forever

"Miss, could I be seated in the smoking section?" I asked as I waved down a waitress. Normally I would stand there and wait until someone waited on me. But, I wasn't in the mood for that. I had so much fucking shit to do, that I didn't want to waste one minute

Author’s Note: This is the final in the series – Alyssa’s second story. As always, feel free to read The Challenge 4 and/or 8 to learn of these fictional former Playboy Playmates and of the very special incestuous haven that was built for them and many others

The last thing I remember before getting taken away was falling asleep. I stripped out of my work clothes (I'm a waitress, down at the diner on Ferdinand and 69th), and pulled on some new lingerie for my boyfriend

They say that little boys pick on the girls they like. If a boy steals your favourite dolly, he's really trying to steal your heart. Ash Carlyle wasn't the kind of boy to steal your doll. He was the kind of boy that would take the doll, burn it and hand back the smoking remains

April's Friendly Family, Part 2 Mary Lou and I became very familiar with each other's bodies that summer, but we always made sure we were alone and would not be detected by her mother or her sisters

Riding The Team Bus by Lubrican Author's Comment: People write to me and want to know which was the very first story I ever wrote. Well, it was this one. It wasn't the first one posted, but it's the first one I sat down and wrote. You can kind of tell, but I like it anyway

m just your normal guy. 5 feet 8 inches, skinny, nerdy, and I've never been to good with girls. Im one of two black guys in my school but everybody is cool. It was my 18th birthday, and while other people party and do crazy things, i spent my day doing nothing

Fbailey story number 273 A Trampoline And Teenage Girls I have two beautiful teenage daughters. Bethany is fourteen years old and Chloe is thirteen years old. My lovely wife is thirty-five years old while I am thirty-eight

The black hood fell loosely to Will’s shoulders. His pulse began to race, and his breathing became strained

How the fuck did I end up here? It was supposed to only be a three day trip to attend the mandatory OSHA training that was required by my company to attend every year

We had just moved into the neighborhood, and were still unpacking boxes. It was summer and hot; unfortunately our house didn’t have a pool. Our neighbors were out of town on vacation when we moved in, but four days later they were back home

Fantasy One summer evening I was driving around and stopped by a friends house, Chloe, who is 16. She is a very good looking girl. I have seen her grow up since 1st grade. I walked up to her house, I already know where her room is

Peaches spent two days at Jaq’s house and got to know him well. Better in some ways that Sir Ross, who only saw the man’s private persona

Tommy Kai was in his parent’s basement, scrolling through pages that were in a spellbook. While cleaning up the basement, he discovered a strange book laying on the floor behind the bookshelf. The blue was huge with a skull on it, very dusty and ancient

Bob put down the phone and quickly began to gather his scuba equipment and load it in his van. Another drowning at the reservoir. It wasn't something that Bob looked forward to, but it paid well enough to give him a tax deduction on his scuba gear