Fucking mr. shapiro.

Walking into Mr. Talbot’s room, I hitched my backpack farther up on my shoulders, before reaching and tugging my black-and-orange plaid mini-skirt further down over my thighs. I surveyed the room, and, seeing no one,[…]

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The party

"Oh come on Phyllis, it'll be fun," Brenda pleaded, "you're always saying how you never get a chance to meet anyone and I can guarantee you that the place will be loaded with a lot[…]

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The announcer

Blair Underwood scanned her notes as she made he?r way to the news desk for the afternoon telecast on WKLT. She used her pencil to scribble in some additional information in the margin, while at[…]

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I got my girl

"Come on. We don't have to make out. It's just a small kiss. I want to try it out." I sigh and look at my best friend since 4th grade. She was gorgeous, brown hair,[…]

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