Her mother

"Hi, Mrs. Sherman," Steve said nervously, "Pam said you wanted to talk to me!" "That is correct young man," she replied sternly, "sit down, please!!!" After taking his seat, Steve fidgeted a bit and after[…]

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I will return

"It was a wonderful wedding," Alice Burton said, kissing her new husband on the neck. "It certainly wasn't CT, your father treated me like a complete asshole. I hate him, by the way." "You didn't[…]

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Heart to heart

"So, how was the honeymoon," Fay Vickers asked her just married daughter, Katie!?! "Really good, mom," she replied, "everything as just great, and we're both hoping we get to go back to Cancun again someday,[…]

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Belinda 2

Note: Yeah I hate these too so I’ll be quick. Interesting note is right after I posted this I ran into Belinda across the street at the mailbox wearing cut off shorts and a white[…]

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A short hop 2

A Short Hop 2 By Pistachio I noticed a young woman who looked like Betsy around the baggage claim conveyor like she was looking for someone. She was a tall brunette who looked as athletic[…]

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Paula's nipples

Paula's Nipples – Intro: At my age some of my friends who got married early have daughters already old enough to have kids themselves, at least biologically old enough. Few 17 year old girls in[…]

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Homecoming

this told in a direct form, as in one to one. its late on a wednesday evening and i'm veggitating in front of the tv when my phone rings. its you, saying you're in germany[…]

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Bad vicki

Vicki bounced into the room with her usual energy. Her plaid skirt flitting up slightly as she did and her breasts straining against the fabric of her white cotton blouse. Her pig tails bounced on[…]

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The gift

THE GIFT I stumbled over the metal threshold of the doorway as I hurried into the convenience store. I looked down immediately to see what my toe had hit then looked up, embarrassed, to see[…]

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Late five

Late Five By Systematic Oh, boy. Practice. My favorite. Physical discomfort, questionable hygiene, pain, shouting. “What? No. No. I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean.” I snatched the marker out of his hand[…]

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