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My name is Brian. I'm a 20 year old college student with a freaky girlfriend, Kayla, of 3 years, although that's another story. Its Spring break and instead of getting drunk and doing a bunch of drugs, I decided to go home and see my mother



It had been nearly an hour since Debbie's blackmailing abusers had left and she was still in the foetal position. She knew she had to pull herself together for the sake of her son and later her husband



sen The Girl Scout -13 Papa and Grand Daughter The Girl Scout -14 Exam Hell The Girl Scout -15 Training and Breeding The Girl Scout -16 PARTY The Girl Scout-17 The Great Escape The Girl Scout-18 Street Justice Lisa leaned forward handcuffed to the pole, naked, hooded in the dark alley



An Unexpected Intrusion Life could not be better for Betsy and Ray. They had married a year earlier and it was the second marriage for both. Betsy was married for only a year when she was 20 as she got pregnant with a guy who never really cared.
Picture Perfect, (the revised edition) Prologue; My original, “Picture perfect,” was written as a, stand alone, story but I received so many questions as to the wife’s motives, that I decided to write a follow up story from Judy’s point of view
Story No.9 WARNING: This story incorporates strong cuckold themes. Please don't read if squeamish. In the past, I used to crave a bit of humiliation and would do some quite degrading things for kicks
My Revenge A couple of years ago I was very fixated on the childhood abuse I survived. I was in family therapy with my son and I talked with the therapist about writing letters to my mom, to the little girl I used to be and to my abuser. (One of them)
Chapter 19 A PHOTO OF LAURA It was Monday and nothing felt real to Laura. Her tits felt strange and wrong without the painful chains on them. She had prostituted her girlfriend, had her girlfriend raped, and implied she would let it happen again



WARNING! This is a demented tale created in an unbalanced mind. However, it is just that, a tale. A Fictional Story, wrong and sick as it may be, it’s still only fiction! Not one single person was hurt in the production of this story. This story contains Dark Themes



Getting handed a name and a picture is one thing; finding out everything I can on someone is a job for a team. Thank god that I have people to help with this nonsense. I left Escalante at the diner after our meal and went home with some serious speed



CHAPTER ONE – The Story “So are you coming to dad’s play tomorrow?” Amanda asks as she lays there wrapped around the strong arms of Daniel, whom she has been dating for over two years, on the couch in his bedroom watching Notebook. Amanda loves this man



Charley stared at her ass in this new dress. Her best friend had convinced her to get it for their girls’ night out that evening and she slightly regretted it



Part 1 “Thats our boy there.” Jake said to his wife Alice. They were watching what the same person they had been watching for weeks. The man was nineteen years old and if you didn't know what you were looking at you would have thought he was an extremely attractive man indeed
Betty stood in the kitchen doing dishes enjoying the view over the freshly manicured backyard. She loved the way the company she hired did their work, smoothly mowed lawn, weeded flower beds, pruned flower stems and moistened flower petals, just perfect
The man just ˝urked˝ before going limp. His pain was intense enough to paralyze his vocal chords. He had the fortune of dying a second after, as his spine was broken in too many places for his nerve impulses to bridge over