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It was Tuesday night I had just gotten off work and was ready to go home. "Holly" my boss, Mark called out from the sci-fi section of the book store. "Yes Mark?" I walked over to him. "Here's your check. You don't need to come in tomorrow." He said as he handed me the envelope
Hello my name is Sha'Kia, I'm 41 years old, and I live in Los Angeles, California. For a woman in her early forties I don't consider myself bad looking. In fact I still get hit on every now and again. I am a short, skinny, well built, African American



like to… Introduction: From Chapter 2: But the black sensed my wakefulness, and I sensed his cock grow, and, given he was still inside me, I pulled him as I rolled to my front, and he slipped his hind legs behind me as I rose to my knees, and I gave him his natural position for a morning fuck



NOTE: Remember this is a work of fiction. Rape is not one of my favorite subjects but this story just went that way. I am treating it in a mild way with more dignity than it really deserves
I'll allow comments on this one. Let me know what you think of the story. CHAPTER 10 As usual, we spent Christmas with my family. Pru called for a family meeting on Christmas Eve. She spoke from the center of the floor one everyone was seated
Ch. 11 song titles Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring (Bach) Prince of Denmark’s March (Clarke) Wedding March (Mendelssohn) Heartbeat (Carrie Underwood) An Unforgettable Melody Ch
I can’t believe she is even standing in my room. A week ago I overheard the teacher telling her that if she did not get a b+ or better she was going to fail the class, and get kicked off the cheer-leading team. She left the school crying. I knew there was my opening



Masturbates Motel Ep2 “First you dream, Then you die.“ The sun rises and falls upon a boy’s face. His face is flawless. The sun sets a calm and delightful mood to the morning like a new beginning. The boy’s eyelashes begin to twitch and he suddenly opens his eyes
So what a night I had with my sister and her daughters. The girls took the news well, and showered their mother with affection and support. Jaden and I shared some very hot looks and I think she also was secretly happy that her father wouldn’t be around anymore



Chapter 1 Finding the Girl Jim walked into his little one-bedroom apartment and flopped down on his couch. It’s been a week since his girlfriend had left him. To say he was depressed would be the understatement of the year. In the last 2 years, he had lost 4 girlfriends
Before i start my story i would like to introduce the main people because i feel that describing people during the story disrupts the flow me: jason b im 22 years old, 6 ft tall, muddy brown hair, average build not too skinny or fat



This is a mostly true story and my first story. I welcome all constructive criticism. Some parts have been embellished to make the story more exciting, I'll let you decide which parts they are. Names have also been changed



The office. I walk into his office, partly to discuss work, partly to spend a few moments with him. He is sitting in his chair, busy, staring at the computer, occasionally looking down at the keyboard typing away



Carrie and I have been married for 35 years and we love each other deeply. We married when I was 19 and she was just 18 and pregnant


She was my manager, as I was employed by a local pizza joint. My day ended, across the vista of red seats and plaid papered walls, I watched. She looked, caught my eye, and a small shaded glint hovered above a small smile, lip curling corners. I beamed one back, soft smile