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Upon the bleak Scottish moors in winter a single wanderer seeks solace from the storm. What he stumbles upon looks to be simple good hearted assistance but there is more to this refuge than meets the eye

CHAPTER 1 I live in an upstairs apartment in a two family home. My landlord is a nice older lady. We get along well. I help her shop, run errands and do little repairs and maintenance around the house

Rachael stumbled as she was led across the floor. “Now, let me tell you about our new relationship,” Mr. Smith sat down and unzipped his pants. He pulled her down on her knees. His cock was short and hairy, not the least bit attractive

''Hey, ma !'' ''Hey sweetie! How was your day ?'', she replied from the bed while watching TV. ''I'm exhausted.'' ''My poor boy. Come here and get some rest.'' I quickly showered, put on some boxers and jumped in the bed next to my mum

I don’t think that I’m a bad person, but no one else knows about it beside me and her. My name is Mayson and I’m what a lot of people call a slaves, well, a sex slave. B-but it’s not like I was forced to, Katt Stackhouse is the popular girl in school, we’ve been friends forever

Tina and the Stuffed Pussy By: Jujun DISCLAIMER: Below is a work of fantasy and fiction and in no way reflects actions or intentions of real people or the views or preferences of the author

"Ack!" I looked up from my book, over to Sarah; laying on the floor, on her back. "Ow" She said, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head. "Sarah, you're such the klutz." Closing my book, I got up from my chair, that sat by the fire place, and walked over to her

Typical Friday night frat party. We all gather at M. J.’s bar after class, make preliminary approaches for hook-ups and return to the House for hours of drinking and, hopefully, plenty of recreational sex. That night for some reason I was having no luck with the ladies

Chapter Eight YAVARA I had seen Elena naked hundreds of times. During our early teens I’d been horribly envious of her woman’s form, and I often admired it. I remember how she used to blush when she caught me staring, but she never attempted to hide herself

Welcome to part 5 of “Help!”. This continues from Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 and Part 4 and I recommend reading them before reading this if you haven’t already done so. Enjoy..

No birds were tweeting, no wind was raging. The class would have been wholly silent if Mrs. Whittaker would have just shut her beak. She did not; she went on rambling about chemical formulas and whatnot. I started daydreaming like I always do on chemistry classes

Chapter Three The bus stopped in front of the school, a large rectangular brick building. Ana and Lizzie got off the bus and were greeted by a group of jeering boys. “He look, it’s Lezzie Lizzie,” one of the boys sneered. “Who’s your girlfriend Lezzie Lizzie?” Ana frowned

I've been wanting to tell my story for a while. I didn't know how to do it because most definitely I didn't want to voice it out. In today's world, that would follow me for long time and that I don't want. So I decided to type it out. Here it goes. I am Kerri and 22 years old

Susan’s Surprise ©This is fiction; any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. **************************************************************** Sunday afternoon Susan fumed as she lay on the lounge lay by the pool. She had dumped her boy friend

The bell rings(class is over) Ms