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I guess I should have felt some sort of guilt but I didn’t. If anything, I felt exhilarated and I wanted to do it again. And I did. Over the next two weeks my boss became like my boyfriend. He would open doors for me. He would ask me nicely to do things
The clock was ticking at the same beat of my fingers tapping on the desktop. Tick, tock, Eris. Tip, Tap, Eris. You’re gonna ace this test—hopefully. And right now was one of those times that I knew I was gonna massacre



Lily stirred uncomfortably, and realised she had rolled over onto her stomach. Still half asleep, she groaned as she felt the stiffness of a troubled night settle into her bones, and shooting pains run from her neck to the bottom of her spine
“Goodnight daddy,” I said with a smile as I closed the door to my room. Even though I was nineteen I still lived with my parents though I didn’t mind. Life was pretty okay, especially since I had just met a guy that I was really interested in a few days ago
Bisexual Relationships ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILAR NAMES, IDEAS, OR SITUATIONS ARE SIMPLY A COINCIDENCE. THIS STORY CONTAINS MATTER SUCH AS YOUNG SEX AND SO ON. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Her chocolate brown hair was ragged and wet. I could just about make out her hard nipples through the towel and her beautiful smooth lips smiled sweetly at me. My room-mate Roxy really was a gorgeous girl and every night when she wasn’t home I thought about her. Her lips against mine
Finally after all these years, I’ve decided it’s time to write another story. My two previous stories were based on true life experiences (much to some controversial comments)
My name is Eli Tonta. My story begins a few years back, it was during summer and I was thirteen years old. We live in a one story house and it was small, yet cozy. My room was right next to my big brother’s room, Jake. He was sixteen years old
I never had sex with anyone but my husband. We were very religious and took to heart all that stuff about fornication. Well, with no small measure of guilt, we did start having sex when we got engaged. But it seems like, for the last few years, Luke's interest in sex has gone way down


He steered me towards a wooden structure in the middle of the room. it looked like an oversized workbench, like a massive table with all kinds o built in metal rings, knobs and gears. Leather belts were fixed to some of the rings and now dangling down the sides
Neither of them knew how long she'd been around if you asked them. When he inherited the house, she was just.there, part of it. Not that either complained about it, far from it



Hot Summer Nights by Jen L. Lee © 2012 “You do realize that Summer has been returned to us from six foster homes,” Mrs. Naste said to Teal Connors. “She is almost 15 and we feel she is incorrigible and likely will never fit in anywhere,” she sniffed in a condescending tone


(Honestly, I wrote this story a long time ago and I never got around to finishing it off properly, I don’t know if I will or not, it depends how well this story is received
Our Niece who had just graduated, and came to stay with us, and check out the local University in our town; To see if that was where she wanted to enroll in and a possible scholarship. She truly is not my actual maternal Niece, She is actually my husbands Sisters daughter



The Camping Trip - (Part Two) A Natural Awakening A Mother's Desires Series I awoke early and watched as black turned to grey and grey to pink, on the walls of our small tent. My son's soft snoring was the only sound on this eerie morning