Billy's mom

Fbailey story number 436 Billy's Mom I had always liked Billy’s mother because she always gave us fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies, still warm from the oven along with a big glass of chocolate milk.[…]

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Cody and i

I allways was shy in school and when it comes to appraching someone like talking to a teacher about an assignment or a just talking to anyoneI don't know that well was a challenge. Some[…]

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Fair trade

He works a stressful job. Deadlines are tight, and he is constantly under scrutiny. The pay is good, but sometimes he asks himself if it’s worth it. If it wasn’t for his bike, it’s a[…]

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Kalla: ch. 4

Chapter 4 Three thumping knocks sounded through the door. Dakota showed little shame. From the front room, even through the thick hardwood door, her muffled screams of pleasure would have been heard by the sentries.[…]

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Would you believe…?

I didn’t often talk about my life, because I knew people often had problems believing certain details even though I had been on several TV series which were often shown in reruns. It was true[…]

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Lovers lane

HOME COMING I ease my house key into the front door lock and open the door as quietly as possible hoping he didn't hear me as I lay my bag on the floor and close[…]

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Quadruplets

We got stares everywhere that we went. At first, when we were younger, it bothered us greatly. But, as we got older we didn't care. Let me explain by starting at the beginning. Our father[…]

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Friday nights

It’s difficult to find a good start for my story. A relationship with your own father doesn’t just start. Still I feel the urge to write it down. For him as much as for myself.[…]

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