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“I can't believe this, it's been what… a god damned month since Raccoon city?” Mark grumbled his question to the woman he was trailing, his partner Amanda was leading them both through the forest, their six man squad broken into three pairs



This is fiction people All feedback appreciated - its only my second story After leaving the room and showering, I set to work. First, I made some dinner



She stayed for the Night (Long story, if you want the "good part", scroll down to about the middle. But it may be a little difficult to understand some things, so it's better the reader reads end to end. Thanks for your patience. ) It was getting cold
On a cold Friday afternoon in February 1969, a group of us guys were gathered at our favorite stretch of country road to see who had the fastest car. I was 19 & had recently acquired a white 1966 Ford Fairlane GT 390 4-Speed



***** I am extremely curious about your opininions. It may be an independent story, but it also may be a first part. ***** A stranger from a pub He wanted her. He needed to have her. Now



The horns announce the war party's arrival to the multitude of guests. Caesar Constantine, emperor of Rome, sits at the head of a long, low banquet table, which is flanked with large pillows



It was her weekend at her father's, and was, as always, a nice vacation from her boring life at her mothers. Being at her dad's made her feel warm and happy, like she was a little girl again



A CASH SHORTFALL I have a terrible gambling addiction. I have been through therapy several times, but once again I have lost everything. This time it is bad, really bad. Making things even worse, over time I have become an expert at hiding my financial situation



She had simply been going out to empty the garbage when it happened She had thought it odd that the sensor lights did not come on, but assumed that she had hit the inside light switch by mistake



As I unlocked the door and entered the house, I felt like someone was there. Dropping my backpack by the stairs I turned to find myself face-to-face with a man standing in my doorway


Carol was riding with her daughter Michelle. She was down in Louisiana at Fort Polk and they were passing her daughter's last few days in the Army before she was discharged



Author's Note: This is the final Policewomen story. This is Cindy's third story in the series. She's a woman unable to orgasm. You don't have to read her first two stories - where she tries women, then black men - but this one is her final attempt to cum



Daddy's Girl - A Father's Desires Series Chapter 1 It started shortly after my mother had died in a car crash, on my eighteenth birthday. The night of her funeral to be exact. My father wasted no time



A Reason to Hide Cheryl crept along a narrow stretch of alley where four men were waiting, beside an old abandoned car, talking loudly amongst themselves. She stopped short of their group and turned to run



My wife Claire was a beautiful, tall, 36 yr old redhead who had an insatiable appetite for sex. So what's the problem say? Even though I still had the hots for her after 15 years of marriage; I couldn't keep her satisfied. I considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed