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The Knight and the Acolyte Book Ten: The Flaming Woman Chapter Five: Rain By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Faoril – Asunow Princedom, The Princedoms of Zeutch The rain hammered my rain cloak, beating the oiled canvas. Water dripped off the peak, falling onto my saddle



Catholic School I hate my life, I hate my father, and I definitely hate Catholic School. My name is Angelica but everybody calls me Angel. Don’t let the name fool you. I’m almost fifteen years old


Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Two: Lust of the Incubus Copyright 2014, 2015 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. Character List Main Characters Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones
The next morning laying there, next to each other. Our arms and legs intertwined, I awake to you next to me smiling. You release a big sigh, as you untangle yourself from me. As I am being no help, in letting you get up, we start to laugh, and kiss again
I came home from shopping, Grandpa and Jake were in the kitchen. Why hello my young one. I said hello and headed to my bedroom, as that was the first time I had seen both of them since they punished me for looking at porn on the computer
Part 3 The Day I fucked Mary It’s been about 4 months now that I’ve been sleeping with mum and also Beth, at the same time. During the week days Mum and I fucked constantly, anywhere we wanted too



I am Y from Delhi.. I am sharing my sexual experience with my cousin. Her name is Sonali.. She is 20 yrs old while I am 18.. She is a fucking hot babe with a figure of 36-28-36.. She has got nice melons When I saw her after a long time, I was 16



The Chauffeur (#35) Oh, the Tales We Weave BY PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 When I woke up Monday morning following the Thanksgiving weekend, it dawned on me that we needed to get Maddie back home to Toronto
Alana walked quickly and furtively down the deserted, brooding street that was Spinner’s End. Breathing heavily with each step, she gazed over her shoulder repeatedly, convinced she was being watched



RAISING PETER, Chapter Seven (almost like a dream) ************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************* This a total work of fiction
I had known about Sue’s office escapades for several months now and still kept it a secret. I had seen Bill and Michelle several times and no one acted strange in any way, although I secretly had a massive desire to have sex with Michelle
Let me start off by saying that this is a true story although the names have been changed to help keep people from finding out I wrote about them, and if you want to comment on the story, be my guess, but please only constructive criticism, I wrote this for you to enjoy not for you to bash



Marie (1) Marie had shoulder length brown hair, was less than five foot tall and had an innocent air about her that I found really appealing. When she was embarrassed her face just looked so angelic and she would flush bright red, looking at the floor
Bri waited until her parents had gone down the driveway and drove out of sight before running back upstairs. They were going to Vermont for their anniversary, and she had the house to herself for the weekend



“Hey loser,” Ken says as he shoves me into my own locker. “You’re such a fucking sissy. You know that, right?” “Good one, Ken!” Weston says. “Why do you guys always have to pick on me?” I ask. Ken goes to hit me and I cower