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True to One’s Nature by Millie Dynamite © Copyright 2018 by Millie Dynamite It’s true, I’m a fucking genius. I have literally gotten away with murder, several killings if the truth is told. I enjoy ending lives, especially the lives of beautiful girls

Part 1 The discovery It was a warm sultry early morning in the suburbs of Los Angeles. John Malkvic was preparing to enter the morgue. That's right, he was a mortician. Most of his days were spent grooming dead corpses for the funerals that awaited them

Love and Lust on the Alcan Highway - Chapter 3 Just after noon, I rolled out of the Whitehorse yard on my way south to Seattle. The two trailers I was pulling felt light compared to the ones I usually had, and that promised to make for an easy trip

E.G. Saunders took the thriller genre, blindfolded it, bent it over, and f*cked it hard. It's the same feeling his main character got when he was enticed—or was it threatened?—by a dominant, seemingly crazed beauty, into a story that will have you clutching your privates

Scott and I were ecstatic at the thought of a week alone with each other. We had to walk up to the hotel room, unpack, and meet back downstairs for dinner. Scott and I walked up to our room together, just talking about what we were going to do for the next week in forensics

When Sandy asked if her and the other girls were now ‘sluts’, they all looked at me. At the time, I didn’t know why they’d all look at me, but now, I am guessing that they thought that as a boy, it would be me who would know how other boys would view their actions of recent days

Three days had now passed since I had met Callum. Three days ago I’d got to know him a bit; went round his house; played Xbox with him.. oh yeah and had his mouth wrapped around my dick

Bailey looked in the mirror as she finished getting dressed, she smoothed her red lipstick over her lips and then applied her mascara and eye liner, she put the final touches on and then stared back at her self

Part 1- Mr. Tutor Hey I'm Jason, and this is the story of how I found love. I think. First of all let me describe myself. I'm 6'5 inches, 250 pounds of muscle. I have southern roots, and you can tell from my Georgian accent and my deep dimples

Mo and I, I'm Luke, had just had a 3some with her best friend Jessie, the night before, and just now got done making love, the next day, after Jessie left. Mo, which is short for Maureen, is a vivacious 34 year old red head, who is one of the most sexual person you'll ever meet

I have only been delivering pizza for a week. I need to make some extra cash, to pay off some school loans. I was still waiting to here back on some other applications, I put in last week. The store owner called over the loud speaker. "Buck! Pick up! Two large pizza to go." he yelled

Saturday morning, Billy duly turned up after our parents had left

Chapter 3 Only two nights’ later mom and dad were yelling at each other again. Sis arrived at my door about when I turned on the light

after placing the luggage into the boot (trunk for the Americans out there), i look to my sister and simple say "are you ready? " she nod's impatiently before demanding we get going so that she can get a window seat at it is our 1st holiday together since the tragedy that fell upon our parents

Author's Comment: I came upon this story in what I call my "Projects" file. That's where I keep partially written stories, and story ideas waiting to be developed. There are over a hundred files in it, some dating back two or three years