Romance - Page 44
1. Chapter Susan My name is Burt Watson. I was born in a medium sized mid-western city. I grew up an only child in a typical all-American family. This is my story. I was an athlete in high school, playing varsity team handball



It really never felt different. I just grew up that way. Oh, I knew that not everyone went away to a nude resort during the summer. And, of course, I wore clothes to school and when I went out. Of course. But it really didn't seem all that different



Gwen So I’ve had a brother again for a few days now and we’ve really bonded a lot in that time. He says it’s a blood thing, not sure what that means but I love him. Now I’m standing in the living room of my father, who is a very hard man by the look of things
I decided to take a trip, from my home in Nebraska. To visit old friends up in South Dakota. I had many friends up there since my high school days. My plan was to visit my friend Max, he and I were close for a while during freshman year



Sally, The Girl Next Door by Lucky Mann I was four-years-old when the neighbors had a baby. I only vaguely remember them bringing her home for the first time. They had named their baby girl Sally. I remember being taken by my parents to the neighbor's house to meet Sally



This follows on from “My Sister's Hot Friends: Amy” and bits of it won't make sense without that. I rolled over and awoke with a start. “Crap, where am I?” I wondered. I was in a room that wasn't mine, in a double bed
“My Sister.” ~ Incest / romance Sex Story ~ The events started when I was just out of High School. My sister, Sam, was younger than I was and cute as a button. Even at 18 she looked so petite she often got into the movies at child’s prices
This story is dedicated to the one and only my babe. Many thanks to my editor Lorena Levine. Little by little, light peeked into my eyes as I opened them to the afternoon sun. I was still tired and sore as my arms slowly moved a bit at my side
Fbailey story number 502 He Didn’t Trust Her When my neighbor was forced by his company to go overseas for two months of training he came to me and asked me to keep an eye on his wife while he was gone. He obviously didn’t trust her
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. Bree 3- A Trip To The Mountains 4



One Thursday evening after dinner Megan’s phone rings. It is one of her high school friends. A bunch of them are on a rec league soccer team and need an injury substitute and wonder if Megan can sub in
“Hey.Um, I'm Aries”. “Yep. I know” “You do?” Asked Aries in a sincerely puzzled look
My world was slowly coming apart, and I was not even aware of it
Donnie’s Story Wednesday I’ve been on the road for four years, on and off. We are home only about half the time, it seems. Maybe I exaggerate a little, but it seems like we are always on the road. And yet, I’ve never been truly lonely till now



Hey, I'm Kay, short for Kaylie. I'm about 5'3" and have dark red hair. Not like ginger, but like I dyed it, which I don't despite the rumors. I have green eyes that look like vomit. I had braces but I got them off before the school year so my teeth are straight