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Young sister, older brother Emma shot Alex, her brother, for the fourth time in a row on the video game they were playing. He sighed. "How are you so good at this?" She shot him again. "Because I'm me, I'm perfect." Those words stayed with Alex
e nervous that someone might walk into the garage and see me looking at this dirty magazine but I knew I had to see more, I hid the magazine under my shirt and went into my room, I locked the door and I couldn't believe how fast my little heart was beating at the thought of looking at these pictures


With a mix of nearly equal parts frustration and hopelessness I stared at the mechanical conundrum that was my car’s engine. I’d been stuck here with my hood up hoping to get some kind of help for hours



When I was younger I used to have low self-esteem. I was a little over weight; not alot, maybe 10-15lbs more than I should be. I used to think no one would ever want to date me, that's why I loved attention whenever I got it. I eventually met this older boy and we started dating



When I was 17 my sister Jordan was 16 and we lived with our mom and dad in Syracuse, NY. We lived in a moderately sized home with 3 bedrooms; one for my parents, one for my sister, and one for me. My sister's room hadn't been painted since we moved in 7 years previous
Patricia was admiring her body. The mirror reflected a bombshell beauty. She was thirty-eight, but she still had it where it counted. At five feet and six inches, Patricia was a woman who had taken care of her body
Part 1 : My name is Billy I am in my 40’s at present but this story goes back to when I was a young man. I grew up normal but with very little experience with girls and woman



You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You and the stranger both like gay. Stranger: hey You: Hi! Stranger: asl? :3 You: 17 You: m You: English and Spanish. Stranger: 17 M to ^^ You: And California
Soft music played lightly as we slowly moved across the dance floor. She softened and wrapped her arms tightly around my waist, and her body felt supple and sensual. She placed her head tenderly on my chest, and I buried my face in her fragrant hair



~This story is completly fictional and created from my imagination!~ "Daddyyy! Bathtiiiime!" my daughter yelled from down the hall. I got up from my office chair, closing my work documents. Taking care of my angel was far more important to me than paper documents or work



Leslie came hopping down the stairs in her cute blue miniskirt, showing off her shapely figure as she descended. She looked amazing as she always does, doing her makeup and hair to look gorgeous for her trip



THE TRICK It was the first time Ryan had been invited to a party he was a little bit nervous because a girl he liked was there and so was her boy friend everyone thought he was gay because of the way he dressed and spoke and how he acted
This is the first story I write so be honest with your comments. I will try and be as detailed as possible without getting too boring. I was asked to let my mothers friends daughter which is 15 use the pool as she wanted to have some kind of workout and she loved swimming
It had been a great two weeks with Helen, I had enjoyed taking her out sightseeing in my car, places not normally seen by your regular tourists. Helen had liked that, she wasn’t as much of an all-day sunbather as her mates were



One morning i got a call from my best friend, Xavier and he told me he'll be having a sleep over party. (my age in this story is 13). I asked my mom, if I could go and she said sure. So that was my plan 4 tha night