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I was surprised, but I wasn't. I mean, yeah why would he be at my door when my brother left an hour ago? But something was different tonight. There was an energy between us, that hadn't been there before. He said "Hey" and smiled at me, but differently than usual



It was 1981, I was 21 and still living in Dallas where I had grown up. Legal age in Texas back then was 18 which meant that some of the bars were loaded with stupid kids looking to get drunk



It was the Christmas day in Harry s second year in Hogwarts. Hermoine had woken Harry and Ron early in the morning eager to show them the finished polyjuice which she had finished off before waking the boys in their dormitory



Author’s note: I’ve used Sandee, the lovable former stripper, in several past stories. Here is her own story. This one features several other characters already in incestuous relationships
Boys going through puberty and experimenting for the first time Subject: flight 247 lost boys
New Jock Tales----Freshman year--Sweet 16 PT 1 It was the most anticipated day of my life. More than anything football. More than Christmas. More than the day I finally popped out numbers 7 and 8 abs. More than the day I discovered hair up in the crack of my ass



Sorry for any typos. Just a reminder: Light of Hellfire has been published, and the updated version, Hellsteel, features all new characters, monsters, and themes, and has an overall much deeper storyline. You can find it on Amazon
Ok, this is my first story, so I hope it proves worthy of being here. Everything following is completely true. Names given are not their real names. As a junior in college, I was heavy into my studies



It took a little while longer to match our schedules then I would have liked. From when I told her to get a hotel room for me to show her what happens to bad girls. She was busy with school and all, having graduated high school and blossoming into her horny-Mexican-college-student-fly



(The Scenery) It was a Friday night. The rain was pouring fast and hard. It was pitch black at the park. We, Jackie and I, just came from the bar and decided to go park at the park. We were super drunk
The Story I sat outside in the car for a few minutes. Questions kept running through my mind without answers. Is this what I really want? Is this safe? What if I make a fool of myself? Am I going to die? What would my parents think? No answers; just questions



The Futa Fairy – Futa Teacher's Naughty Wish Chapter One: Ms. Marcie's Student Dilemma By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Every day was torture when I walked into the hallowed halls of Washington College, the school where I taught at



Judging from the story tags, you might think this is a very dark tale. It is, but there is a happy ending. Enjoy. ********** “Igor, you worthless scum! Get up here!” the speaker in my cell ceiling squawked. I hurried up the long stone stairwell to his laboratory



Lori could hardly believe how lucky she was to have been selected for this program
Adrian is in his senior year of high school. He is 17 years old, 6 ft 1 in tall, and weighs about 280 lbs of solid tan muscle with blond hair and blue eyes. He is the captain of the varsity football team at Oakland High