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David lay in bed, unable to sleep. His suitcase, which he had packed and repacked several times that afternoon stood by the side of the bed and reminded him of what lay ahead. This would be his last night at home for some time
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
Kylie had found it in her Aunt's hair salon. Working part time there after school took up most of her time, and her Aunt let her keep any tips she could cajole out of the customers. In this case, the tip hadn't been money but a backpack that had been abandoned in the store
It was 7 o’clock when my alarm finally shut up. I rolled out of bed and found my work uniform spread over the floor where we threw it. I heard the sheets rustle as I pulled up my black skirt
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
***First part, didn't have time to finish. When I do I will post pictures of the characters**** “Ungh! Orrnnnnn Jeeeezus!” Natasha heard him growl into her neck, his face buried in her flesh. Her back was hurting. She was smashed up against the tile counter
Kristy's New Owner - ch 01 I never thought I'd be writing this down, never thought I'd be exposing all of our deep, dark secrets to the world but at this point, I have nothing left to hide. Nothing left to lose either
How Traditions Start – part 8 An original story by Starrynight I would like to start with a special thanks to Dudley Dowrong for his inputs and comments after each story in the series. Your reviews were much appreciated and implemented in the following chapter
She tells me to strip down and stand in the outside shower stall. I do so without hesitation, folding my clothes neatly and quickly, setting them on the floor inside the door before walking out into the sunlit yard
We were on a family vacation on St. Maarten Island in the Caribbean. The weather was perfect with high temps in the low eighties and light winds. There were a few afternoon showers but they did not last long
This is a story of Victorian England. There were many orphans, children whose fathers had been killed in the Army or at work, many whose mothers could not look after them. Usually such children ended up in the workhouse and suffered miserable lives. This story has two themes
"What's the surprise" I said grabbing my clutch. "You" he said leading me out to the limo. Me, the hell. This man has a lot of mystery to me that shit turns me completely on. Listen to me, I swear Friday I was happily engaged and a virgin. We were off to our destination
Ryan He was there again, just like he had been. The night was dark, and the tent flickered with the dying light of the fire. His daughter, Emily, gripped his cock in her hands. She was staring at him, with a lustful gaze. He was close to spitting his load all over her hands
Fbailey story number 393 Happy Father’s Day My wife died before my daughter married, had a daughter of her own, and then got a divorce. Needless to say, she had to move back in with me so that I could help her raise her daughter
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I'm John and I like to paint and draw. I do it mostly on weekends as a hobby, but there is one thing I always wanted to try, drawing someone naked
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