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Hi, my name is Max, this is a story from when I was 12. "Hey Max" my friend Caleb said, Caleb is 16 and I've known him since we were both little. Our moms are good friends so naturally we became good friends to
Grange Hall Grange Hall, the ancestral home of Earl Brudenell is a fine example of a late 16th century country estate, set in magnificent gardens, designed by Capability Brown, nestling six miles from Stamford, in the gently rolling Northamptonshire countryside



|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||/ Prelude When we fall asleep, we usually like to have dreams that help us ensure that, especially ones that are pleasant
This one is completely the work of my depraved imagination. (With some inspiration from Jade Dragon and Eucher). I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it



Cheryl stood in her place within the row of girls, fidgeting anxiously. Like the other five who joined her in the row, she was completely naked, her hands tied behind her back with a thick, heavily knotted rope
Taken My name is Lara Field. I am a biologist. I work at one of the largest Zoos in America. Working at a zoo had always been my dream job. I had just graduated from college with a degree in biology when my world got turned upside down. Up until then I had been one lucky girl



The next morning I got off shift and went straight home collapsing into my bed and falling asleep for hours. It was an uncomfortable restless sleep, as my dreams were filled with Richard's cock, the sound of his hand slapping against my ass, and the image of Steve's sleeping face



The Battered Lamp Chapter Eleven: The Heart of the Warrior Copyright 2014 Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. All characters in this work of fiction are 18+


Beach Bitch 4 Please note this story is written in UK English not American English, so if you wish to criticise my spelling, please ensure you know what you’re talking about before hand. A few days went by since I’d been fucked by Roger and Jim at the same time



I crawled up the ladder and into the attic, for the first time in 10 years. There had to be a hole in the roof somewhere, and I was determined to find it



It was all about Cherry Summers, the cute little cheerleader who lived nextdoor. Her real name was Sherry but absolutley everyone called her Cherry becuase of her long and full red hair
A few weeks before, I had broken up with my boyfriend Jimmy after going with him for almost one year and I was very lonely. We almost always went out alone, just the two of us. He liked it that way. So, here I was just two months shy of 18 with no close friends



Gal Gadots agent contacted her to inform her of a scheduled talk he had set up with a 9th grade class. Gal pulled up outside a high school early saturday morning. Getting out of her car she observed students walking into the building entering the school she went to the auditorium



Brooke’s Tale part D (Synopsis : Brooke, an ordinary college girl with a hidden submissive side, is enslaved and raped when she goes to a party. {part A}



JackassTales…Tale # 67 …Readers; this is an entry in a Calling All Writers challenge. I am not usually a writer of ‘dark’ tales, yet the subject of this challenge is a gloomy, foggy picture with a lone woman walking through empty streets