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A Teen-Ager's Computer Every body in Mike Dane's family always thought of Mike as a disciplined, good mannered teen-ager. A teen who never kept anything from his family, especially his mom and dad. Every body just adored him. Except one; his second cousin

It was a cool brisk morning as Cindy and Ron boarded the “Lady of the Lake” ferry. It was late June, but the overnight temps dipped into the upper 50’s. This was going to be the first overnight backpack trip for both of them

It all began with a camping trip my dad and I took when I was a little girl. My mother had died giving birth to me so it was just my father and I alone. One summer, when I was nine, we went on a camping trip to bond even closer and just to relax and have a good vacation

Chapter 2 When I looked up at the face of the woman now sitting next to me in the window seat, at first my brain did not compute. I knew this woman, but I was having a hard time comprehending how she could be on this plane at this time

I slept like a baby. That surprised me on several counts. First, I hadn't slept with a woman beside me in nearly 3 years - since the end of my marriage

Ranchland - Chapter 2 It was early the next morning when Ben woke from a deep sleep

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2011 I parked my little car in the tree-lined suburban street, took the folder of papers from the passenger seat beside me, walked up to the front door of the well-kept detached house and rang the bell, hearing its chimes echo distantly inside

Fbailey story number 598 Mom Sent Me It was getting late and my sister wasn’t in the house. We both knew the rules…when the streetlights come on…get in the house. So Mom sent me out to find her and bring her home…even if I had to drag her home

Waking up, I felt my ankles and wrists still bound to the bed. My body laid on top my soaking sheets; sweat covered my skin. I was asleep so much but I was never tired. “I hear you say my name in your sleep daddy, but when you’re awake, you don’t like me anymore

My name is James, I am five foot eleven and have blue eyes and blond hair. I am quite skinny with a little bit of muscle to me, and I am 17 years old and a high school student, I should also tell you that I am gay

Jamie had been such a good boy lately. His attitude had improved. His grades had improved. His room was spotless. My Sister's advice had worked. I was running a little late at work so I text Jamie to tell him I was able to pick him up from school

Lessons By: YT Chapter 1 Houston, Texas Monday, June 23rd, 2016 9:00AM Roger Healy pulls his car up in front of Maj. Anthony Nelson’s house in Houston, Texas, on a beautiful sunny Monday morning

She is my banker. The Stagecoach Bank. We met a few months ago. Era helped me set up the ability to send money to friends overseas. During three brief visits at the bank she told me she was from the Philippines and met an older American man who brought her here 6 years ago

Caught Wet Handed Chapter Three by Simon Fear I was driving home, with my new purchase sitting in the seat next to me, along with the paper bag with some new surprises in it. Oh I couldn’t wait to get home

My wife and I had been married for 11 years. Our story isn’t glamorous, I met her at a rock festival and she was blazed drunk. I became her prey as she slipped her tongue into my mouth and danced around my gums

My Curious Daughter My little girl was growing up. For some time now I knew she wasn’t a little girl anymore. She had begun to grow a sexy pair of breasts that, while still relatively small, were a beautiful shape and easy on the eye

I've been happily married for twenty years and I love my wife dearly, but the sex has gotten boring. Its been boring for a long, long time and there are no signs it will ever improve. We're both overweight, lazy and boring married people

Teaching Amanda- Two This story follows on after Amanda's first night with her college art teacher, Graham. It starts on the following day, her project/exam day. ***** I felt a cool breeze pass over my naked breasts and cursed myself for leaving the bedroom widow open

MOM SOOTHED HIS CANED BUM by Kirstie Taylor All characters and terms including ‘boy’ ‘lad’ and ‘girl’ refer to people age 18 and over Christian’s arse was stinging. He’d never done anything like that before

almost deafening to the fifteen, almost sixteen years old boy, and his hand, about to grab and pet the turgid breast cringed as if bitten by a scorpion, his face was a masque of confusion, as he sent a look of heartbroken bewilderment to his mother, not understanding the reason for such a fierce cry