My history teacher

MY HISTORY TEACHER I'm sitting in my history class, listening to Mr. Markusen droning on about events leading up to the Civil War. It's my first year here at the Clark School for Girls, a[…]

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Retail therapy

Josie, as usual, was on the phone to her sister. I had slipped away into my study to work on the computer, knowing that I would have at least an hour uninterrupted. This happened two[…]

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Anal encounter

Joe Kelley steered his car into the parking garage, found an open spot, turned the car off, and took a deep breath. It was the day of his annual physical. He had no reason to[…]

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Roll in the leaves

Rachel sighed and looked up at the clock for the 100th time since she sat down. Why she had decided to take night classes after working a full day? She glanced down at her notebook[…]

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A rainy day

The steady trickle of rain could be both seen and heard around us. The large picture windows of the apartment made it difficult for us to escape the gloomy, overcast skies around us. I sat[…]

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"i saw you"

I Saw You By Blueheatt …..These were the last words I ever wanted to hear from my sister Linda. My dad’s girlfriend Stella got careless. Sis saw Stella and I fucking in my pickup in[…]

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Jogging in the park

He was waiting in the shadows beside the stone bridge. He peered through his ski mask around the corner and saw her coming toward him, totally oblivious of his menacing presence. She always ran at[…]

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