Virginity - Page 115

Taken (Chapter Two): Morgan Dasha sat curled up in a ball on the cold cement floor of Karl’s basement. She had no idea how long she’d been there, 2, 3, maybe 4 weeks. Every day Karl came downstairs and showered her with cold water from a hose

People have always said that my temper would get me in trouble, but I never guessed how right they’d turn out to be. I’m usually a pretty nice guy, keeping my head down and trying to treat everyone with respect. When I get angry, however, my head clouds up and I don’t think clearly

Brook had to rest, her body was begging for relief, but she kept running up the hill. “I bet they’re at the well” She thought to herself. Brook was almost to the point of collapse as she ran. The sole thought of Will being in danger kept her going

The following events happened when I was 19, over twenty years ago. I came home from my first year of college to stay with my parents for the summer. About two weeks after I arrived my parents next door neighbor welcomed her 15 year old Granddaughter, Celia to stay for the summer

The minute he saw her, he knew he had to have her. He had already seen her quite a few times, and enjoyed watching her. Every day she would come downtown on the train and wander around taking pictures of anything and everything that interested her

Bomb Fire “Man, this shit is gonna be fricken tight.” I said, while looking to my best friend, who was driving the car “Hell yea Jay, I have been waiting like all week to get my drink and smoke on” My friend responded. We were on our way to this kid Tobies house