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I tap my foot nervously on the hardwood floor of the apartment I share with my roommate and her boyfriend and my girlfriend. A jingle of keys outside of the door makes me stand up
copyright: Lesley Tara, 2013 I was too confident. I was so pleased with myself, so full of myself, that it made me careless. However, it was understandable – for the third time in the space of only ten days, I had run better than ever before, and attained a new Personal Best


Chapter 3, In which I walk on the wild side It had been a crazy weekend, and frankly I wasn't completely upset to be hitting the road again. In the space of a few weeks, I'd gone from definitely straight to definitely lesbian to, well, bi-confused


A story of two sisters, three friends and thier punishment. Jane was 17, 5’9” and model good looking. She was a very attractive, popular girl at school, always turning the heads of other pupils, both boys and girls



It was the night of a special ceremony for the President and everyone in the White House had worked non-stop throughout the day. Unlike normally, today I had worked with Mr. Spencer, another member of staff



DEAR DIARY I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet



ontrol Device Chapter Twenty-Two: Daddy & Daughter's Amateur Video By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! John Preston I sat in my office in the federal building with my associate, Gina Brand, going over the strange activities in a nearby town



Harry spent the next two days with Ginny until classes started up again. The first class Harry, Ron and Hermione had was Transfiguration. Prof. Radcliff was not taking it easy on them either. Since they were taking N.E.W.T
Hi everyone. Well, I was driving from Virginia to Florida alone in Daddy's convertable and really looking forward to the drive. It was Spring and I could ride with the top down I was hoping most of the way



Sybil, A Story About Interracial Slavery This is a story about a young and very naive white girl's travels through submissive interracial sex and slavery



The two hours it took my wife to get home with my son seemed to drag by on one hand, and seemed to fly by on the other. Let me explain. I was so anxious to hear the story about my wife seducing my son that it seemed they would never get home



copyright: Lesley Tara, 2014 This is a VERY LONG story with several sex scenes; it is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental



So today I stayed after school with Mr. Sage because I needed help with my math. My parents said I could stay as long as I needed to because Mr. Sage is a family friend, so he could take me home as late as necessary. I stayed after the bell rang and ran to his room
While based on real events, this story is pretty much entirely fictional. This is my first story so any advice or critisicm is welcome. Jenny was your average teenage girl. She had slightly long, blonde hair, that ended somewhere between her shoulders and the middle of her back



As we sat there watching the movie I realised that Nikkie, was very hot, not in the sense of looks, because as far as that goes, she’s Beautiful, but, her temperature was very hot