Romance - Page 169

Snow College, the community college where I briefly attended, had many prohibitions against basic man-whoring activities

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Part 12 The Weasleys, Harry and Hermione were all stood quietly in the kitchen of the Burrow

Carol in Mexico Carol is 39 and holding. Her ex bought her a pair of ‘C’ cups that are perfect for her slim frame. Nature gave her marvelous legs; she keeps them firm and slim. Blue eyes and a pleasant face don’t tell the real story, though

Episode III Of the Adventures of John and Holly Part 29: Veronica’s Secret Holly: Soon enough I was settled in my dorm with the 5 other girls who would be sharing my suite

Bree 8 THE REUNION by Rodeotexas June 2010 Our Related Stories in Succession. It is advisable to read them in order as the stories transcends to the next one: 1. Bree1 – Kate- Story for Texans, the prequel to: 2. Bree 2 – Girlfriend’s Big Surprise 3

[It's back! I was unsure about continuing this story, but I had too many requests not to keep it going. I love talking to my fans, especially ladies, and trading some dirty talk.] The looks were plentiful and varied as Danielle and I entered school on that Monday

“AH!” Lynn yelled. She quickly sat up in her bed, clutching her sheets tightly in her hands. She turned around in her bed to put her feet on the carpet. Standing, she walked to the bathroom. “What the fuck is wrong with me..

It's been three months since the day we left the cabin, and just like I thought, things did get interesting. Both families hit it off so well at the cabin we decided to keep hanging out at each others houses at few times

The Chauffeur, Vegas Baby! By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 Chapter 1 When the four of us arrived at the Palm restaurant, Donna and Roger’s eyes grew large with delight. “Jill, are you telling me this is where we are going for dinner?” Donna exclaimed

Gambling My Wife and Black Business Partner part 6 CJ has another plan up his sleeve as my young wife is out of it and now helpless to resist anything that can be done to her

I want to start out by saying that ALL of my stories are written for my best friend Monica. They all were specifically written for her and I'm now sharing them as she believes they're worthy of being posted

A few notes: - Both characters were 19 -They now have their own house as Jeremy is an engineer and Laura is an intern at a hospital. -They live in upstate New York. "What's your name again?" My name is Jeremy. I am 26 years old and live happily with my wife Laura

Revised to remove several references to underage sex. This will complete the story. CHAPTER 8 Donald went back to play baseball the following afternoon. The relieved Joey refused to pitch to him, passing the honor to another player

“No plans with the movie star today, Char?” He knew I hated it. He knew it made me shake and made my insides turn upside down when he called me that, but he did it anyway

My apologies for the extreme delay, but here is the next part in the series! It has been a dramatic, life changing year for me, and I would like thank everyone here who has supported and encouraged me along the way

This is one of my early very short fiction stories which was written two years ago. I wrote it with aim for simplicity and conversational style. I am sorry about grammatical mistakes. I am 40 years old. I have a pleasant wife and a 13 year old son

nd rain shelters but what it certainly doesn’t have is an air conditioner or even a few fans… So I’m here sitting in the classroom listening to this boring teacher who’s rambling on about WWI poetry, but no-one’s taking notes; too busy fanning themselves with their pads and folders to write anything

We headed north, my granddaughter and I, along the Alaskan Highway towards Watson Lake where we stopped for the first night

I reached walmart tonight to run errands. Basically, I needed some food, toilet paper, and some car stuff for my older brother. The weather was horrible. Thunder was clapping into the sky. Inside Walmart, the lightning seemed as if it was shooting the store up

Easter used to mean chocolate candy eggs laid by a magic bunny. But that was when I was a kid. Now it was just a Sunday that I got to sleep in for. I was deep into doing just that when my cell phone woke me up far earlier that I would have liked, even on a normal day