Scientific bestiality

My daughter, nine year old Roseanne (Rosie), and I walked through the city park one summer late morning, enjoying the freshness in the air, the smells of the various flowers and trees, and the bushes[…]

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The office

I was sat at my desk willing the seconds to turn into minutes, the minutes into hours and then I would finally be released from this hell. It had been practically silent all day, the[…]

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Minx's choice

My pet’s car pulls up to my drive way. I see her exit the car in an almost jilted way. I am guessing this stems from the uncertainty that today brings. I withheld all the[…]

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Diy teens ptii

As I said in part 1 of this story, since first discovering how much fun masturbating could be I had been feverishly doing it three or four times a day; experimenting with different positions in[…]

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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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Night shift romance

It was a typical, night shift Sunday. The huge factory, normally bustling with noise and activity, lay quiet and dark. I was in my office/quality lab, dipping parts in chemicals and singing along with the[…]

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Role confusion

The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so[…]

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