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I stood in the pouring rain soaked, teeth chattering, and clothes plastered to my skin. My bag next to me, I was sure that all my stuff would be ruined
Skeletons in my closet part E Part E A Work in Progress I hung up the phone. I went to Keith and he wrapped me in his arms. He kissed me deeply then broke our kiss as we stood there near that island in his kitchen
Nick = handsome, sweet sincere guy with a dark side Anthony = Skye’s brother tired of his sisters rudeness and misbehaving Jeremy = skies boyfriend, a jerk all around. Skye = a snooty stuck up 18 yr
FROM 2016 My friend Pam asked me to house sit for her on a Monday. She was expecting a furniture delivery anytime between 11 am and 4 pm, and she had to work 9-5 and could not possibly take off
By Hana M Brimeck I stood in the on my fire escape holding my face up into the rain hoping to hide my annoyance and tears. Frustration wells up from deep inside, I let it out screaming into the rain. Why does he always have to be like that? It was just a dream



When I got to my dorm room, I raced through a shower and got my night bag together. I knew exactly what I wanted to take, but I had to get it all rounded up
MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY PART - 30 TRIAL ROOM TO BED ROOM It was not any special occasion but my husband wanted to buy a sexy dress for me. After his return from office in the evening, we went to nearby shopping mall which is situated at walking distance from our home



Darius was right back where he started. He was sitting alone at the scummiest bar in Brink, all dolled up hoping someone would pick him up. Of course someone would-they always did. There wasn’t a man alive who could resist his big sapphire colored eyes
Can’t believe how nervous I am. Don’t really think I can back out now. The walk through the hotel lobby feels long, really long, as if we were walking in slow motion. I turn to Gordon for reassurance but he just nods his fat ugly head with a smile on his face
This is the third of the eight related stories involving my wife Bree and their friends
Eva rekindles her dislike of clothes. by Vanessa Evans Part 03 It was on the Thursday evening that Jade and Eva went to the keep fit class in the gym



I am mid thirties, tall, slim, large breasts, short brown hair. I manage an office of giddy sexually inexperienced young girls. They drive me mad, not only their attitude to work but their attitude to sex
On Monday night I was bored and went out to see if I could find some guys to play with.My husband, Alex was away on business and I was horny so I went to a business hotel not far from our home
My Life Behind Paul's Back Chapter Zero - Prologue INTRODUCTION: 1. My Dad 2. My Mom 3. My Husband, Paul & I I want to introduce my adventures and will start with dad. I want to begin with dad because through dad I met Paul. 1



The next day John got up early and started getting things ready to prepare lunch with Larissa. He had thought about her almost constantly since she had left. He couldn’t stop thinking how it felt to kiss her. How powerful it felt to kiss her while holding her on the edge of the rail