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Hi! My name is Lisa. I am a 19 years old girl who are still studying in college. The story that I am about to tell you is how, I made my older brother into the geekiest stuff a geek could dive into, cosplay! Hahaha! Though it didn’t turned out the way I planned
Alex snapped his fingers pulling me back from my erotic memory, I looked up at him and he leaned back on the couch and raised his eye brow
I wasn't sure if I had the skills to write a story so leave me a message if you like the start of this story if you do I will keep going
My Boyfriend likes to expose me or perhaps it should be called The exhibitionist in denial by Vanessa Evans Part 03 - Ryan’s Training Course ---------- At the end of the January Ryan had to go on a one week training course on London


I guess good things just couldn't happen to me, because if they did, I get hurt in the end. --- "So, um, what is this supposed to be?" Jarred, next to me, looked defeated and slightly horrified



Valedictorian learns to blow Lisa’s project to loose her virginity didn’t yield any successes yet, so far she’d sneaked off campus once and she’d only had received one hand job by some married dude. Her wig and cropped skirt laid deep within her closet, hidden
They come upon an intersection, and there are four different paths to take. Sasha says, “I’ll take the middle.” Winter says, “I’ll take the first path on the left



The day sucked – it always sucked. It’s not like this was some kind of revelation. By the time I pulled my crap backpack into my POS 2001 Toyota Corolla I was done. I put my head back against the seat and sat there
Deanne watched the small seaplane float away into the clear blue sky and could see the small boat gradually making its way to the small floating pontoon she was standing on



I woke up in the morning stunned with what Scott had said to me. He never wanted to see me again. How was that even possible? I was a varsity cheerleader he was the varsity football quarterback. But he said it and he meant it. My life was over



I was getting to the age where I was expected to contribute a book to the main library so I sat down with my ink and paper and started writing some kind of silly draft. “Hello, visitor. I guess I should tell you a little more about who I am and what this place is
His name was Thomas Saniuqa. They’d just wheeled him in on a bed at 4.50pm. Damn it, that means I’m working overtime on my own AGAIN. I grumbled as I looked at his profile on the clipboard
I am not a writer, but I do like to share my remembrances, especially erotic ones. I like to read other peoples true erotic stories also. So, I will just write this short story as best as I can remember it
The lone warrior trudged into the northern mountain town, battle-weary but victorious, the slain dragon's blood still wet on his blade. The folk of Morthal watched him with a mixture of fear and wonder
Kelly watched her mom wash dishes at the sink. Pondering over how to tell her mom that her friend, Lily, was coming over, she had gone over different options all afternoon. She had met Lily online, and they had formed a fast friendship that led to an online romance