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NOTE: These Christmas Stories have nothing to do with one another. Each is an individual story of it’s own. NOTE: This story contains pissing not water sports, sorry
Being Safe An original story by Starrynight Enjoy: The moment the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, the girls hurriedly left the classroom, giggling amongst themselves
Chapter 1 Turning, he slammed the door and stepped away, signalling the pilot it was safe to take off. While the thrumming of the rotors faded off into the distance he turned to his companion, the stunning blonde he had met the day before in the chalet bar
[bDisclaimer: ]I don't own Hp. Everything belongs to the lovely JKR. I just borrowed her characters to write a story for fun. [/b] In the Burrow, everyone enjoyed themselves in a solemn but happy celebration



copyright: Lesley Tara, 2011 Oh, heavens, I knew I shouldn’t have taken this short cut! Ironically, I did so in order to avoid exactly this kind of trouble



Alison Barnett, or Alley as her friends and family called her, entered the house after school one afternoon in a particularly grumpy mood. One of the girls at her high school was really getting on her nerves and stressing her out



Hello Lovelies! I am back with Chapter 3 of Lena and Milo's journey. I hope you enjoy this installment. Look out for chapter 4, coming soon! Xoxo, Cede ____ The strange look in my brother’s eyes as I straddled his hips and confessed to being a virgin caused me to pause



“Ughh sweetie! This is why mommy told you to pack last night!” I screamed frustratingly at my daughter
Mr. Evans sat there in his chair after school as me and my friends sat in class for detention. "girl what time is it im ready to get the hell out of here." keisha's friend sarah said. "it's only 6:30 we have 30 more minutes left." "No talking!" Mr. Evans said. Mr
The Municipal Pedo Farm "Tha mus be Councillor Allthwaite," the man in the flat cap greeted us as we arrived at the Weatherfield Workhouse, "Come on in Councillor, warm thee sen by t'fire." "You always talk like some fucking left over from eighteen sixty?" I asked as I went in
nstance, a born and bred New Englander -- what am I doing in Quiggville, Tennessee? I'm not even sure I like the South (perhaps 'approve of' was more the term), yet here I am practically committed to spending the rest of my life here! Once Ray gets his partnership we'll be committed for sure
The Adult Bookstore Billie and mark were just married, while going on their honeymoon in the Pocono’s they were snuggling in the car the whole way. They arrived at the place and checked in about nine that night. Both being in there 40's and trying at love once again


Chapter Four ____________________________ I was not scheduled to interview Island Royale’s female partner, Cynthia, until the afternoon and therefore assumed I would be “on my own” throughout Wednesday morning
She had gone out for a couple of drinks after work with a couple of the people that she works with. I didn’t think that she would be gone as long as she had been. When she walked in the door five hours after work had ended I knew she probably had a good time



Amy's First Time Copyright 2006 Chapter 1 Amy was turning 12 when her mother and I met