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The Chauffeur (#36) The FBI BY PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 As we all woke the next morning, the agent in charge assured us that there were no issues throughout the night. He let me know that the FBI was reducing the number of agents by half starting today
Hi, everyone! This is the second story to "Don't Stop" because it was so wanted lol
I originally wrote this story in 2013 when I thought the minimum age was 16. In no state in the U.S. is the age of consent higher than 16, and in many it is lower. However, I do not own this site and I must abide by the rules established by the owners
Sara’s Protective Dad Part 8 We stopped for breakfast, we ate quickly with not much conversation; the twins and Sara were still pretty sleepy, not accustomed to rising so early. Jewels seemed almost nervous ordering only a cup of coffee; but she stole some of my breakfast
He had seen her before. Where? At a park, that's where it was. How could he forget her long wavy brown hair and slender frame. She had been at her nephew's eighth birthday party. He saw her from across the park. Even from such a distance he knew that she was perfect
The Chauffeur (#44) Seattle By PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 Jill and I got dressed quickly for the ‘introduction date’. Neither one of the participants knew ahead of time that they had already met their dinner date
This story is fictional, but parts of it are autobiographical. I did briefly live in Chester Heights, but I did not attend Tuckahoe High School. My parents moved into the community after I had graduated from a nearby high school and I learned of it from my younger siblings
Chapter 2: Wes had a smile glued to his face, as he slept next to his birth-mother, his whole body was relaxed as well as his soul. Wes felt a tug on his cock, that caused him to wake up grogily and look down at his mothers head bobbing up and down on his semi-erect cock. “Oh..



Chapter 1 My name is Dexter, I'm 19, blonde haired and blue eyed. I want to say "toned" but I'm not there yet. I'd go with "sporty" or "muscular". I mean, my all my muscles are showing pretty well, but I'm not as pumped up as all of those gym addicts



Mom had just come home and Katy and I were completely naked on the bed together. I had to hurry. I quickly, got up off the bed threw on my shirt lying in the floor, pulled up my boxers and ran down the hall. Luckily, I was on the second floor while mom had just started up the stairs
I have changed the age of my Niece to be compliant with the rules. This also throws off all future timelines. I apologize for any confusion, however I hope you will understand
Hello everybody, I’ve got a surprise for you this time! I’m going to continue the same story line and characters etc., but I’ve decided to switch things up a little…enjoy! ………………………………………………………….. Mom walked into the kitchen with her white apron on
I was woken the next morning by the sunlight, streaming in from my open window, my face still red from crying all night
He was lying next to me; his breath falling on my shoulder. I wanted to turn around but fear of waking him up kept me still. I couldn’t believe that this had happened to me. This wasn’t supposed to happen to people like me; “Plain Jane’s” like me



Mutual Rescue Dave sat watching TV and sipping a cold beer. He needed to go to the grocery store but had no urgent need to get going. Sadly, at this point in his life, he had no need to be anywhere or do anything. His wife of forty years had left and divorced him soon after