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Fbailey story number 294 Destiny I had to smile as I saw Destiny, a thirteen-year-old girl, flash the boys in the neighborhood her new tits. She was tall and had on a thin tight white top and really tight blue jeans



This story was inspired by many things, including some of my favorite songs and books. I hope you all enjoy it and let me know if there is anything I should fix or work on. Thanks :) My name is Rebecca James I am 435 years old and I am a second class Vampire
It was two weeks after school had ended, i was a rising senior in high school. I lived an hour away from Ocean city maryland, so summer was close all the time. I played football and golf for my high school, and had a 3.6 gpa, so college wasn't going to be an issue
A few years ago, in the late summer just when the kids went off to college we had some more time in our schedules, my wife Nora and I joined a local gym. She was already in better shape than me but when she put her mind to something, she was relentless
It was a peaceful springtime in the leaf village, Orochimaru was unusually quiet, the other villages, sent the occasional message that everything was fine and no help was needed
A Man of the Modern Era I am become, without choice, a modern kind of guy though I'm over fifty. I recall the heady days of JFK and his Camelot, when all seemed right with the world. As a kid back then, I had a head full of pie-in-the-sky ideals; everything seemed magical
Alright, so I've never posted here before, so here goes. Let me know what you think in the comments section below. ..
This complete story revolve around a lot of sexual themes that may be offensive to some readers. I don't mean to offend anyone so please read the themes and introductions before reading the chapters
Casual Encounter It was Friday morning, the start of the Labor Day weekend. A beautiful day outside, suppose to get up close to 80 outside without any wind. I was at the Post Office getting the mail, thinking that I might just blow the afternoon off and go golfing
“I need to pee, I’ll be right back”


Twenty year old Robyn Alexander returned home from college in early December. She had not been home since Christmas the year before. She decided to spend her summer vacation on the beaches of south Florida instead of home in the nothingness of south Wisconsin
I was on the computer chatting on yahoo when there was a knock on my door I go to open it "who's there?" no one answers so I go back on the computer 2 minutes later the door bell rang
The night that we met, I got dressed, putting on scented lotion and perfume. Making sure that my hair was in place, my outfit was sexy but not revealing and that my toes were lotioned and polished due to the fact that I was wearing opened toed shoes



My Friend Izzy For those who have read any of my other stories, each one is fiction. Not complete fiction actually, to tell the truth. Firstly, the main character is certainly not fictitious, and nor are the other main characters



"Hey, need a ride?" I jump, startled as a car pulls up to me. I instantly recognize my boyfriend's friend Seth, a metalhead senior. I glance up, rain splashing on my Steampunk goggles, and smile. "Yes! Thanks," I say, and get in the passenger seat. I will myself not to blush