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A BAD DAY CONTINUES (Part 3) ** AUtHOR'S NOTE: based on the ratings, part 2 was a little disappointing. It was a transitional chapter, not a lot happened. I hope that this one more than makes up for it. ** Dinner and two glasses of wine did little to calm Peter down



Right guys. This is my first story so give me some genuine feedback please. This story doesn't specifically involve any sex. It's just a template. I want to do things differently here. I want to know what you want me to do to the characters



Chapter 1 Thank God for the scholarship. Without that Brooke didn’t think she could afford college—at least not this college. She had run cross country for five years in high school, actually starting as a precocious eighth grader, eventually winning States as a senior
12th May 1982 The wooden chair outside the heads office had seen my backside more than once. The secretary glanced at me through the open door and slowly shook her head to herself. It was familiar to see me there



To Sophie Hou: I have this idea in my head, you're in this guy's car, he's picked you up at a club. You're really really fucking horny, you've wanted to get off all day but someone bothers you everytime you try to do it yourself



Prior – The Rapper and the Sportscaster: The Rapper and the Sportscaster – Down In the Dumps The Sportscaster in the Urban Jungle The Boys were not bums but lived in this backwater as homeless since they could not find a legal place to live that was not too near an exempted place
Her name was Nada, and she was out for epic revenge. Revenge that would make people talk about what was about to happen in the same way they talked about local ghost stories
Date: Mon, 27 Dec 2010 10:04:56 +0000 Park Shemale Shame Hi All, Now I’m as straight as the next man, I’ve got a cute little blonde girl with a great arse who I love to ride, lick and tit feel, but, well, here’s a cautionary tale



The true account of how I became a slave to two masters: My boyfriend Anthony and I were laying on the couch one day, watching TV together like normal, when all of a sudden, he brings up masters and slaves



2pm on Saturday afternoon and I just ended another god damn 70 hour work week and only had the next 34 hours off before I had to do it all over again. I hate that damn place, I hardly make shit and I work like slave
Availability for Work Acution. 2010 London England


This is a true story, my first written on here. Well it was summer break, myself being 14 at the time. Some friends had mentioned to me that our mutual buddy had rumors about him being gay



I was pushing my car to the limit to try to get home as quick as I could. My wife told me she was making a big dinner for our anniversary and we were going to have a special night



Blackmailed! This is about a mom’s life in shambles. Janet was a pretty brunette, she and her husband Roy had two young sons. Roy was a salesman for a chemical company, so he did a lot of traveling. Janet wasn’t the prettiest woman, but her body more then made up for it
Since meeting Ben on the Internet my life has changed. I used to be a respectful society housewife. My husband made sure I had all the things a wife could want. I have a nice home, and a good car to drive me to the Mall to shop for clothes. The only shortcoming was my sex life