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This all happened when I was just 14. I was playing videos games at my male friends house for a number of hours now and it was getting late so I decided it was time to head home



It all started the day I flashed my sister. See, we live out in the Bible Belt, a little place called Vernonberg. Everything you’re imagining, that’s it. I live in a town of about 200 people, and all of ‘em cram into the same Church every Sunday
First Report We were making history on this trip. Our research team, consisting of myself and five other well qualified scientists were being shuttled to the island of Gravitta, located not far off the coast of our sister country
Ok, let's do some background. My name is Tony, i'm mexican, about 5'9" average build, just your typical Mexican, and right off the bat I'll tell you. I. Love. White women



Authors Note: The story you are about to read is fantasy fiction. The events never happened and are only a product of my sometimes vivid imagination. Part I: Hospital Morgue Picture this! You've just come on duty as the night shift morgue attendant



“Ahhhhhhh!” Shouts a young Mrs. Housened. “It’s just a spider, sweetie.” Mr. Housened grabs a paper towel from the kitchen and stands up on the end table to get the creepy crawly. Mr. and Mrs. Housened are high school sweethearts, married right out of high school



This is my second story ever so again I hope you guys like it! REMEMBER THIS IS ALL FICTION AND CANT/SHOULDNT EVER BE DONE IN REAL LIFE. Once again, remember, these pills dont even exist so its all obviously fiction
Chapter 2 The hardest thing for me when I was young was knowing what to call the Princess. Everybody including the King and Queen told me to refer to her as Princess but the Princess, my master, forced me to call to her Dakota
HOT TUB HEAVEN I walked into the spa area of the Astoria Holiday Inn, hoping to find it vacant as it often is. No such luck tonight. A trio of splashing, shouting kids in the pool met my eyes. And, worse, here were their parents taking up space in the hot tub
It was a typical morning in the Gadget household. Brain was outside doing his business, and Penny was sitting at the table pouring herself a glass of orange juice, and Gadget was making pancakes. “Did you sleep well Penny?” He asked. “Yes I did, Uncle Gadget



* * * * * Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or are used in a fictitious manner
MY SECRET LIFE BY WALTER VOLUME-1. Chapter VIII I went back to London, and resumed my preparations. Penniless, I tried to get money from my mother, but could not. I tried to feel our ugly housemaid, who threatened to tell



One morning, as James was showering, he forgot to lock the door to the bathroom. Seth really had to pee so he slipped in the bathroom without James noticing. Seth relieved himself and then suddenly had a sinister thought



The Masseur This is a true story of a friend of mine, a golfing buddy. He’s several years younger than I am, but we get along well and share some tales. I’ll tell this from his side of the story, because it sounds better that way. He has read this and approves



The journey from being an innocent little girl to being well, I suppose the most polite way to put it would be “disgusting cum slut”, was long and slow