Romance - Page 74
“None Richer than I”—the sequel to “The Third Richest Man in the World.” The story will be posted in three parts



Her name's Jennifer Rose, she moved in three doors down from my house. She's the new girl at high-school, and in almost all my classes. We have talked over the past few days, about things she likes and loves



It’s no surprise: rich perverts can easily find a hidden corner of the Web to buy young women. Pay tens of thousands of dollars for a “storage cabinet,” as it would appear to the blissfully ignorant, and expect to receive your own little traumatized trafficking victim
It’s good to have a plan for Valentine’s Day especially when you have five women that you are hoping to please. I plan to spend a day or an evening with each woman and while I get to make some plans for Imelda and Matty, Rachael and Kori have plans already set for us



So there I was, sitting in his truck questioning how I got myself there. Trey was the hottest guy at camp for the past 3 years I had been attending. Now we were both councilors in training, and we had the privilege to travel off camp on Sundays


Vlad and Rachel had given Lisa a decent burial. Nice and peaceful, Vlad had placed a spell around her grave that would would prevent anyone or anything from interfering with it
34 LOVE DOVE "Jeff, the phone's for you." "I'm not home, Dad." "Believe me, you're home." "OK. Hello? Maria! I miss you. I'm so, so, so sorry! I don't ever want sex. I just want you." All Jeff hears is crying
My first boyfriend, sean November 3, 2008 “psssst! don’t stare people will see” Mary-Lou swatted at my shoulder whispering quietly. I looked over and saw her wearing a devilish grin on her face. I responded with a stern look and snapped my attention back to what I was staring at
THE DReAMers: part 1. There was nothing. Then there was everything. Darkness gave way to light as the Universe gave birth to time and space with the Cosmos expanding out from its beginnings



*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. Chapter 6 David parked the truck in the back of the house and they got out. "I'll put it up tomorrow


Fbailey story number 424 My Daughter’s Girlfriend Tina had several good-looking friends but Bonnie was the sexiest one of all. Bonnie was the same age as my daughter at fourteen, but she was much better built than my daughter was



Chapter 29 I watched as Stu and Cristopher finally roused themselves and, after each giving Janie a parting kiss, walked back to the cubby to collect their clothing. After they had left, I worked my way through the trees to the beach
Fbailey story number 493 High School Streakers I own a diner with a unique position in the middle of town and with an entrance on both major streets. It almost happed by accident several years ago when the guy on the next block said that he was considering selling out
About seven years ago I met Charles through a friend of mine. We became instant friends. The only problem was that he was about eight years younger than I. I was 24 and he was 16. He was not at the 16-year age level of maturity
I submit this as a standalone story for the forum’s Summer competition. I warn you that it is pure romance, albeit with a climax that befits the site. I adapted it from a roleplay and intended to shorten it, but the characters took matters into their own hands