Quickie mart quickie

Quickie Mart Quickie By Gnome We meet outside a quickie mart. You’re wearing a remarkably slimming black dress with flames all over it. You’re on the phone talking to somebody about how it was such[…]

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Friday night

It was the usual Friday night. Too tired after a week’s work to go out, Carl and I were staying in as usual. Having got in from work in the early evening, I had taken[…]

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Firered

I'd like to see your color wet, adorned with inset eyes that still somehow balance float on your face. You are a precipice of cold talent and an openness that makes me wonder where you[…]

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Our boarder

Our Boarder Times were hard, money was tight, and so we invited a boarder into our home. Since money was tight we decided to advertise in the local university paper for a boarder, to help[…]

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Four teens

This is the story of four teens exploring the world of sexual pleasure. This is based on a true story, and has been adapted slightly for your reading pleasure. This is the first of what[…]

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4 some

Well to start off i will discribe me… I am 5'10 Brown Hair Brown Eyes I am 130 Lbs. I work out every other day I am very strong and i show it I am[…]

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Forced love

Elyse My skin turned red as the hot water washed over it. It was such a cold day outside. I needed the release of the steam. Jackson knocked on the door and I shut the[…]

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Awakenings

Valerie carefully slid her fingers across the bumps that protruded from the pages on her book, ocassionally stopping to pick up the micro cassette recorder to make some notes for tomorrow's world history class!!! Every[…]

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The chatroom

Sarah nervously reviewed the instructions that Megan had written for her on the back of a restaurant napkin. Hit wait for the screen to load, then make up a chat room type it in, then[…]

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The endless alley

ONE As subway after subway sped by Ilana sat waiting, getting more and more impacient by the second. It was well past two, and they had agreed on two. Her fingers ached to dial his[…]

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