The vacation

My name is Roger, and I grew up in central California with my mom Karen and dad Charles, year and a half older sister Susan, and three year younger brother Scott. Dad was in real[…]

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Over the hills

over the hills and faraway the kids go of to play /> their is a forest and casual observer won't see much but this is where all boys and girls go to kiss and touch[…]

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Private compartment

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sands," the conductor explained, "I know you have a reservation for a private berth, but due to over booking all we have left is a compartment for two!!!” “Your berth mate is[…]

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Finally they meet

Mike's heart was beating real fast as he was turning into the coffee shop parking lot. Through the streaky windshield from the light rain he spotted the smal blue car with a person inside. You[…]

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First night chapt 2

Kat, Gina, Stacy and I lounged on the couch a bit, taking polite sips from a bottle of wine, smoking, talking, and recuperating from round one. “You three seem rather familiar with each other, do[…]

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