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The next few days were a blur of activity. I would make up, work out for a few hours and at the mini golf place by 9AM. Kristen had set up meeting after meeting for[…]

Katherine Cartridge I met Tony Bennadetto on my seventeenth birthday. He and my brother introduced me to their gang as related in an earlier chapter. The next year I was a senior with a work-study[…]

Sandy Williams age 33 never married is the lawyer for the tech company I acquired in a hostile take over. I flew her from Silcon Valley on my private jet and had a limo waiting[…]

The first time he came over, it wast that weird. He just moved into the neighborhood and wanted to meet people. He came over, introduced himself, talked for a bit and left. Then he started[…]

Part 3 The afternoon progress with a strain from the events that had happened earlier that day and I felt terrible about causing it. I sat all alone down in the family room and listened[…]

PROLOGUE: Eighteen year old Tim is something of and anomaly. A spindly thin lad standing only five foot seven, he none the less is endowed with an eleven inch penis. As his father had recently[…]

The video shows this: A cell phone moving through the kitchen at a loud party, in to the living room. A strobe light, loud hip hop. Young bodies grinding against each other. Wonky guys hoping[…]

Lisa lifted the phone. "Hi honey," she said. She held a hand over the receiver. "You have to be quiet baby. It's Todd." "Oh shit," Loretta said. My lips curled in devious delight. "You know[…]

[i]I wrote this story a few months ago and posted it to another forum. You may have seen it. If you haven’t then I hope you will take the time to read it now. There[…]

Well I guess I had better begin this little ditty by introducing my self, my name is Theo, and at the time this story is set I was seventeen years old. I was built fairly[…]

Owning a Dominant Bitch By: Rebelman Chapter 1 My first three year of high school could have been better. I was a pudgy boy and only five foot nine inches with a pimply face. My[…]

No one wanted to do a thing that day. Everywhere you could’ve looked, students were indoors. It was raining hard that Saturday, a literal downpour with no break in it in sight said the forecasts.[…]

The Visit Several years ago Chris, a friend of ours visited for awhile… We had been friends for years and more than a few times he had told me how stunning my wife Paulene was.[…]

My phone rang at some un-godly hour Saturday morning. I said groggily while my husband Craig lay in bed still asleep. up Christina?” It was Logan, an old friend of mine from childhood. I rolled[…]

[i]It was a brisk fall day, the sun starting to set. I could feel the cool breeze on my face as I walked leisurely around the lake. As the sun set and the darkness engulfed[…]

The Président, who that night lay with Adelaide, his daughter, having sported with her until he felt asleep about to claim him, had therewith relegated her to the pallet beside his bed in order that[…]