First Time - Page 168
Jessica Smith looked around her, taking in a deep breath. She stood in a line of about fifty or sixty people, all waiting to get into an already packed nightclub. Truth be told, Jessica didn't really fit in here. She had never been a club kind of girl


Babysitting Candy When Jessica turned fourteen, her mother's best friend and neighbor asked if she would like to earn a little money babysitting her daughter when she wet out. Jessica was thrilled at the idea of earning her own spending money



“Mom, why do I have to babysit her!? Its Saturday and I had plans with my friends!” I screamed. “No questions about it, young man. Its much easier to get you to do it and besides, Katy likes you better than getting an unknown babysitter here



(The following is a true story
I was sitting on my couch as I did just about every Friday evening. It was about 8 pm, I was eating a slice of cold pizza and drinking Bud from a bottle, engrossed in some television show on the Spike channel. The doorbell startled me when it rang out of nowhere


To start this is a true story and I still remember it LOL hope you like or love it. It's a really awesome story so keep reading ~~~~~• {I love every one that reads this story:} ;}. =]



This is based on a true story. Some names have been excluded. Some scenes are exaggerated to meet my fantasies but most of this really did happen. It was a hot summer day
Dear Diary Sun 10/17/04 I feel foolish writing in this book. I've never kept a diary before. I don't even like the word "diary". It is a silly word. A child's word. I think I made a new friend a little over a week ago. His name is Ricky. I am writing this on his advice



- THIS ISNT JUST SOME JERK OFF SERIES, BUT ENJOY IT GETS BETTER- “Are you kidding??” Was all Jacob could say to his father. The other three guys watching and finishing their dinner



The story begins with two teenage boys, Ryan and Shawn, both 17, and Best Friends. Ryan was tallish, 5'8, brown hair, tan, and somewhat muscular. I was shorter, 5'6, blonde hair, blue eyes, somewhat tan, and somewhat muscular
There was a person with learning disabilities in our neighbourhood, a man named Johnny who was 19 years old at the time of this story, while I was a 43 year old divorced woman who lived alone. Although Johnny was suffering from Down syndrome, he was very kind, polite and responsible



A middle aged piano teacher finds himself fantasizing about one of his teenage students not knowing that the girl herself is battling similar thoughts. I haven't written the second part of the story yet but i may or may not write it depending on the feedback i get from the readers
I was terribly hurt and disappointed in what Sissy did that night. Not with the making love with me, but with her leaving like she did, without saying a word, not even “goodbye”. I felt lost at first and then I got mad, real mad, but after awhile I felt sad, just plain sad
[Though I don't fully agree with incest I thought I would write a story about it.This is my first story of course so I ask that you please not judge it to harshly.I've put quite a bit of thought into it
Meet the Porn Stars by Ruchnids My name is Joey Brett. I am an average man. Everyone thinks of me as Mr. Innocent, but what they don't know about me is that I am a porn addict. Every night, I watch porn videos, dreaming of the day I would be in a porno myself