Jane's day

Jane huffed at the reflection. “Nothing looks good!” she wailed at the image of herself. Summer started to show itself and Jane wanted to show off. Eleventh grade was a good year for her; her[…]

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Embarrassed

The hurt always seemed to be just below the surface, ready to be torn open with even the most innocent of comments. She remembers as if it were just yesterday, her high school days, the[…]

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Pure pleasure

Mmm…. The sight of it makes my mouth drool So tempting, so irresistible I take it in my hand Lick my lips in anticipation Pulling back the cover I gaze at the hard, red head[…]

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Vicky's virginity

I never put much thought into sex. The idea was of course, always there, and I considered it frequently. But I simply dismissed those naughty fantasies as my teen-aged hormones run wild. That all changed[…]

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3:00am

It’s 3:00 in the morning I look at you; you look at me So what you want to do its 3:00 in the morning. I want to make love to you from head to toe.[…]

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The break in

“Hey boys, gather around, I have a story to tell you,” I say as I walk in the bar and order a drink. I was out late last night, as usual, looking for open windows[…]

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Psyche

I was barely surviving when I turned thirteen. I was nothing and no one, a street rat with no home or family. With puberty came power, only not like others. I could move things with[…]

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