Stockholm – part 5

Day 5 The next morning, Madame X woke up Katie as she entered the room. “Good morning, honey,” the woman whispered in her ear before kissing her on the cheek. The captive smiled. “Good morning,[…]

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Jenni

Jenni 12 years ago I spotted her again through my telescope, in her little bikini, lying on a recliner in her tiny back yard, she was almost all legs. She lived with her mother and[…]

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Pickup mystery

A warm spring day and you are standing at the road side looking like you missed someone. I pull up and ask if you need help or a ride somewhere. You say you missed the[…]

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An evening with "debbie"

Ron and his housemates always gave the best end-of-term student parties. The big North London Victorian house that they shared was ideal for such events, with its large high-ceiling rooms and thick walls, and they[…]

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Sharing kate

“Do you want another drink?” “No thanks man,” I answered with a dismissive wave of my hand. “I think I’m done for the night.” “Oh come on!” Ryan goaded. be a pussy!” I just laughed[…]

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Student painter

My husband and I have a fairly good marriage. After nearly a decade together, we still didn't have any children though. We've been through all the testing. After eliminating anything on my end as the[…]

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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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Stranger on a train

Missy Edwards stared out the window and marveled at the Nevada scenery! she mumbled to herself, as the landscape of rock, desert, and mountains flew by while she relaxed in comfort on the Amtrak super[…]

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Story of sarah

Town Square is looking awfully busy tonight. The one place I go to get away from it all. Too bad tonight had to put me in a slump. Feeling the cold drink slide down my[…]

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I'm not a stereotype

I’m Not A Stereotype by Maya Hatashita as told to BrettJ© 2010 Author’s Note: I am not the of the story, although readers, isn’t he one lucky S.O.B? I very nearly blew the opportunity of[…]

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