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It was the week of my birthday and Jeremy surprised me and asked me to meet him at the park after school. When I got there he had a sad look on his face, I even tried to kiss him and he pulled away from me. So I went directly into therapist mode asking him a thousand and one questions



Ella Louise The dark night played chills upon her arms as she walked home from a fraternity party half a mile from her apartment. Ella was a bit drunk, tottering about in her strappy black heels and short micromini dress, occasionally stumbling on a nonexistent rock, or crack



Chapter 1-Eliza’s view Eliza was a sixteen year-old junior with long, brown hair and brown eyes. She was gorgeous; she received many stares at her school from boys. Her parents were very conservative and didn’t even allow her to date until college, so she never had a boyfriend
Warning, this story is not for everyone. It contains snuff and rape. If this is not your cup of tea, do not proceed. You will not find what you are looking for down below. If however you are looking for something like that, then enjoy. All characters are above the age of 18



Depravity. I live a life of Depravity. However before one is able to understand the life and mind-set of an adult who is at the highest level of perversion. One must understand the mind-set of this person during his younger years. This is my story
Introduction: First of all, I would like to apologize for all the mistakes you will find in the text below, I’m a French student and this is my first story… This story is a little bit long, so if you prefer short story it might be a good time to leave
Tyshawn sat in his chair, trying to come to terms with what he had done. He did not know what to do
Well, here’s an attempt to please the readers. I’ve tried my best to follow what you’ve said in the comments, so here’s a shot. It’s long, forgive me. And from what it looks like, my quotation marks aren’t showing up, so I apologize. That’s not me doing that
b]Poster's notes[/b] This is a series originally posted on Nifty by a friend of mine. On his behalf (because for some reason, he couldn't get an account here), I'm posting it here. He reckons people who read here might like it too
Ron collapsed unceremoniously onto his bed when he and Harry reached the haven of their dorm room later that night. Neither of them had said much since their unexpected encounter in the Room of Requirement, and Harry was a bit nervous



A middle aged piano teacher finds himself fantasizing about one of his teenage students not knowing that the girl herself is battling similar thoughts. I haven't written the second part of the story yet but i may or may not write it depending on the feedback i get from the readers



The phone continued to ring. The large piles of blankets shifted but only a little. The ringing phone seemed to get louder and louder. Finally the blankets would move and a hand would slide out from under them, searching the night stand for the ringing cell phone


"No, Thomas is hott. Jake is just cute. You know, like the boy next door, nothing special."I told Heather as we walked to the locker room . We walked pased the basketball court, and there he was the most georgous guy I new
The school day took ages as the anticipation for Mike's party built up. After school I was supposed to meet up with Tyler and get a 60 sac of dank, and Mike told me his dad had a couple bottles of 80 proof stashed away. We knew that we were going to get fucked up



I was 14 I had black long hair tan nd just realized I was gay that was a couple years ago I cameto indiana to visit my dad amd srep nm mom I knew her nethew korrie who was 13he had longish red orangesh hair I thought he was cute