Voyeurism - Page 36
Chapter 1 The light from the computer screen lit up Eli’s room, he was 25, single, fairly tall, good looking, sandy brown hair and he lived alone in a house he owned



Sissy the Redhead: Mamma’s Home Pt III I couldn’t wait to get out of the car when I pulled in out driveway. A six hour drive home from picking up my sixteen year old son from his father’s, and the whole time I felt his eyes on my legs and chest



First I would like to apologize for this story taking so long to come out, I went to help out in Japan and didn't have time to write while I was there
The Devil's Pact, The Tyrant's Daughter Copyright 2015 Chapter Three: The River Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading! Tuesday, August 11th, 2071 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – Sierra Nevada, CA The sun rose, shining through my window
This is a very long story and this is not the chapter to start at. You can, but you'll be a little lost because many things have already happened. If you aren't interested in a long incestuous family drama, turn back now
Becky’s School Days Becky Halewood had been attending St.Swarthmore private school since she was 10 years old. Now at 15, she had spent a great deal of these important formative years here, an especially great deal as St.Swarthmore’s was a boarding school
A surprising evening at Robert and Wilma's By: Pogo123 ------- An evening out with two old friends changes my life forever. I get seduced into my first threesome and my first bi experience
Okay, so there's this amazing lady. She's halfway across the world and we have been talking online, on and off, for almost thirteen years, but she and I have sadly never - thus far - met in the flesh. I will never say never, Rain



This story is all fiction. I hope some readers will find it enjoyable. Your feedback and observations are most welcome and help provide ideas for future storylines
Carrie was a stupid slut. A stupid slut that everybody fucked. Seemingly everyone in the office. Everyone except me that is. This made me mad. Not because I hated Carrie. Actually I quite liked her. She was very pretty. Skinny little thing. Had to be just under 5ft tall
The Eel Little Johnny, a very curious eight year old, one day asked his mother what was this process called courting



The next day was pretty exciting. When we left for school I had my little sis walk in front of me as I always do. It was my way of keeping an eye on her and making sure she stayed safe, after all, I'm her big brother and it's my job to protect her
Another personal record on pages with 65. I kept adding to the story with almost every movie I watched this week. you can probably guess what movies and tv shows I was watching by the way I've written some of the scenes. Enjoy



I awoke this morning like so many others, but today was to be very different. Like clockwork at 4am the familiar cadences and the words, “Yo Lep! Yo Lep! Yo Lep! Right! Lep!” drifted in from outside. I remember jokingly asking my dad before he deployed if all Marines made “Lep” turns.
It was just before six in the afternoon when Eddie backed his big blue F-250 pickup into the spot at the far end of the parking lot at Tinderwood Apartments. He could see the red Toyota, with New Jersey tags, clearly from where he sat