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Fbailey story number 218 My Daughter The Drug Dealer My wife had left us a few years ago for someone that wasn’t a dirt farmer. She had always hated the hard farm life and it was just a mater of time before she left us


************* Chapter Ten: Tina the Teen (M/g, M+/g, coercion, oral) ************* For her eleventh birthday, Tina Carlson had given herself a present: the young girl had taken a walk down to the creek where she read a Christopher Pike book underneath the shade of a tall oak tree
The late September sun is already heating his bare back as he climbs the scaffold to start another Saturday’s work. “Working this much is going to kill me,” he thinks as the grinder comes to life in his hand and he begins removing the old rotten mortar between the rows of bricks
Sheepshaggin' Hi, I'm Jethro, I’m twenty years old and I live with my parents and two younger sisters on one of the small islands off the east coast



“Kim?” I began “Did you mean it last night, when you said you would do “anything”? She was silent for a second; I had caught her off guard. But, I could hear the smile in her voice when she answered. “Of course, lover. What did you have in mind?” she queried



Copyright 2019 by tcs1963 All Rights Reserved (WRITTEN FOR THE KAW 14) (Writing Competition) This story contains aspects of Bisexuality, Homosexuality, Female and Male Domination, and Force or Coercion. Please have an open mind



pened the door to the room, a dangerous smirk carved into his face as he looked at a rather surprised group of 4th year and a fellow 5th of his, a Ravenclaw prefect name Lilliana who was holding a bottle an entirely full bottle of what appeared to be vodka in an MD 20/20 in her golden skinned hands
My Sister Sarah and I - Conclusion My niece Annie had just walked through the door of her mother’s house, and she was a spitting image of my little sister before we lost touch with each other
I was cowering in a corner of my cell, when I heard the sharp click-clack of high heels on a stone floor. I pictured, with dry humour, a sexy warden wearing high heels and coming to punish the poor prisoner. That was what kept my spirits up in this wretched place; humour and fantasies
Dave awoke, not with his arm around his step-daughter as he had hoped, but with her between his legs



Debbie was an attractive Asian American girl who had just turned 18. I say Asian American because her mother was from Japan. Her dad had met her mom when he was in Japan on a business trip



it was what seemed to be a normal day at high school for Jacob, he had attended all of his classes and went to gym,he stayed after to practice his free throws for basketball



In A Cheap Hotel [this story comes before "In The Warehouse" so if you're keeping track, read this one before that one - David] Joe watched her from the front window of the pool hall across the street. He shook his head. She was going to go for it
This is part II for another fictional story. I lay there slowly waking up and thought I was dreaming. My cock was getting sucked and swallowed like nobody’s business
CHAPTER FIFTEEN We started off the following year even more hectic than the previous one. The restaurant had taken off much faster than anticipated and Michelle was working twelve to fourteen hour days