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Chapter Four: Corrupt Cops and A Cop's Mission Maybe he wouldn't recognize her. Maybe he wouldn't remember her from the other night. She sat up on the bed as he walked toward her, his eyes narrow. She could tell he recognized her, but she didn't think he could remember where

Besides the homes with the neglectful foster parents that exist there is an even worse alternative, at least in my eyes, that thank God I only had to experience it once. That home is called a group home

First, a bit of background; I was married later in life (55) to the Grandmother of the subject of this story, Rhianna. I had known her about the same time as her grandmother.

Thanks to garbonzo607 for his insightful edits. =================================== I knew where I was as soon as the blue light penetrated my eyelids. My eyes flew open, but I was disappointed to see I was the only person in the room

I looked into Tim's room. There was just enough light shining through the window to outline my little sissy's chest moving up and down. He was pretty much in the same position I left him, lying on his back with his arms tied up above him. I walked over to the bed to look at my sissy

Things changed over the next few weeks, Cynthia was still my unofficial girlfriend. But her sister, Bella, and I became more and more exclusive. I got caught by my parents sneaking back into the house after a night with Bella

My father works for a large Fortune 500 company, and they hold a week-long convention every year. The entire trip is paid for by the company, so my father enthusiastically attends

James awoke to the sound of a dead bolt turning and a dull ache in his ass. He rolled slowly onto his side and his nostrils were assaulted by the usual smells: rubber, latex and cum

“Touch me…” His mother pleaded in a gentle whisper, her small hand placed softly on his naked, strapping thigh. His stomach was in knots. “I know, it’s… different… to think about,” reassurance in her voice as she slid closer to him on the bed, pushing her naked body onto her son

LUCIFER “Today, Rachel, we begin the second test.” I said to the mortal, “I just need you to lie on your back and relax.” We were in a therapist’s office, with cream colored walls, brown carpeting and windows that looked out onto a hellish cityscape below us

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I awoke to a throbbing headache. Every heartbeat was an explosion of pain. It took all the strength I had just to sit up. My head spun for a second before I allowed my eyes to flutter open. Tears blurred my vision, making the world appear as a distorted mess

Over the next few months, Lori’s and Ashton’s new routine became normal for them. Mostly everything was the same; they still argued sometimes and played video games together other times

The minute I saw her I knew I had to have her. There she was, with an inviting smile, wavy shoulder length brunette hair dressed in a sexy business suit that curved in all the right areas. Underneath her picture it read "Sandy Braxton - Top selling agent for the second year in a row"

Judy went off by herself where she could keep an eye on the driveway. Dinner was on hold for thirty minutes when Judy came storming down stairs to confront Joy as she sipped wine at the prepared table

Mahendranath, age 52, clad in white Panjabee suit, sat on the king-size bed supporting his back completely on the pile of soft pillows at the headrest of the bed. He was absently flicking his overgrown, full set of mustache that almost hung on either side of his lips

JESSA'S BIBLE STUDY GROUP ==== Jessa, being a well-brought-up girl, believed two things: that women were basically stupid, and that women were basically sluts. There was nothing she loved more than helping other women understand this

Disclaimer: This story contains exceptionally graphic gore content and cannibalism as well as misogyny and violence against women. If you're not into that, don't read or rate. It's been four months now since the Coronavirus lockdown came into effect and I have to say

This is a fictional story about a wife that cheats. If you don't like stories like this, it may be best if you read another one. Gia’s Year -1- Here I am on January 1st, in Hawaii, naked, my hands traveling over my body. I lick my fingers clean of pussy juices

"I'm so sick of smoking out of cans, Maria." "It's not that bad Here, you go first." "I know but it's just that I feel like I get so much higher when we smoke out of Jeff's bongs," Christine sighed. "You want to go to Jeff's house? I thought you hated him