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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Riding trial chapter 2

Riding Trial Chapter Two Michelle woke and found she was sore from the prior nights activity with James Talbot the sucessful rich bastard she knew as Jimmy. She tried to pull herself from the funk[…]

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Yearly vacation

Every year, my mother, brother, and I would took a vacation upstate to see family. There we would stay at my Uncle Ron and Aunt Cindy's house. Living there was my 12 year old cousin[…]

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The mannequin

Slowly moving around the turn, the spraypainted black Topaz entered the Walmart parkinglot. After pulling into a space a few hundred feet from the store’s entrance, Victor turned off the engine and got out. Adjusting[…]

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The blade

It's about 1am. I feel sick with excitement and nerves. I can't quite believe what I'm doing. Part of me wants to cancel. Unable to reconcile what I'm about to do with the fact that[…]

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