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DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18. DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, black mail, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read
"So Heartbreak Jo it comes to this!" Bulletproof Billy said to me narrowing his eye as he flexed his hand next to his holstered colt



Welcome back faithful readers Charity Jones here again returning to entertain you with more adventures of my misspent youth. My lat recounting detailed certain highpoints in my life as it transpired through the11th grade in my 16th year of life
Annie and I always had a special relationship. She gave me the scoop on all the girls that worked under me and let me know what was going on in the mind of each of them



This is my first attempt at a story so be gentle. I am a 34 year old middle class overweight white guy that works at a local hotel because the economy and outsourcing to Mexico forced me out of a much better job
I was sitting in a packed full Subway eating my lunch when I met Ashley. The restaurant was full and in no time there was no seats to be had anywhere in the restaurant. I had looked up from eating my lunch when I noticed one of the college aged girls looking for a place to sit
"Yo bro I won't be able to check out the building with you, Meme wants me to stay at the hospital with her but send me some flicks and videos" Earl, my business partner, text me letting me know in advance that he wouldn't be able to tour the building were supposed to build a recording studio in



Author’s note: This one isn’t related to the others in the series. All are different stories involving different mothers who happened to be fitness models. Fitness Model Moms 3 Introduction Dean held his fiancée Deanna’s hand. She wasn’t responding



Hi again.another day I have had some interesting comments from my readers, room for thought indeed, and appreciated the fact that they understood that there is a process in place



"Fuck tonight sucks." I thought to myself as I went to the bathroom on my break. "Something better happen soon or I am going home early tonight



"The Bike Shop" by Melsy First, let me give you a description of where this occurs. The bicycle shop is in an affluent community in a suburb of Los Angeles



Let me start by apologizing for the previous post, apparently something has gone wrong and the text wasn't the way it was supposed to be,thus i decided to re-post it in a proper way; Enjoy! As I sat there in the classroom all by myself



“It’ll be okay, Noah.” “I know,” I sigh. “It just sucks, is all.” “You’re a good looking guy. You’ll bounce back in no time.” Rebecca flashes me a grin before disappearing into the stockroom
It’s Friday night, his 45th birthday and Rick Mason has had a shitty day. He was supposed to be working at a construction site tonight where he could have his girlfriend over and they could fuck in his truck all night. Here he was stuck walking patrols in a big office building



Part three Brad walk to his classroom after getting off of the bus. No one noticed when he walked to his seat thirty minutes late for class. He tried to pay attention but he could barely think about anything but the bus ride and the fun he had with Amanda