Science class

During the 7th grade I had the biggest urge to get fucked by science teacher, Coach KeeLee. I loved his class because he always wore shorts and when he would sit on his desk I[…]

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Part 4

Not to long after that fateful week with Frank 9/11 happened. Frank joined the army and I missed him terribly. Jennifer would let me know how he was doing but it still didn't help. One[…]

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Helping out claire

I work in a small shop doing computer maintenance, upgrades and the like. Thankfully I don’t have to work Saturdays anymore, as about a year ago Claire joined us and took over the Saturday shift.[…]

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Lucinda

Lucinda I saw her sheltering under the projecting canopy of the bus shelter just along Chatham was sure it was rain was falling steadily the road glistening alternately orange in the street lights glow and[…]

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Business part 2

Randal whistled a jolly tune as he unloaded the fresh meat into a special room designed for them. It held several comfortable beds, a tv, shelf full of books, and an attached full bathroom. He[…]

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Little town sensuous

It was mid morning in Sensuous Illinois. A place where everyone is friendly, warm atmosphere and a beautiful location. With a name Sensuous how could it not be beautiful. There were no riots, fighting or[…]

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Behind those glasses

So this is my first story. Please comment everything you feel necessary and vote fairly. If you have any questions or comments do not hesitate to post them. THANKS! 😀 Behind Those Glasses Prologue I[…]

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Teresa chapter 2

Teresa Chapter 2 I was in the cupboard about ten minutes when the door bell rang and Teresa welcomed Mum in. My heart started thumping with nervousness and excitement as I sat waiting in the[…]

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Guest

Sonja is 31 never married, very attractive blonde with shoulder length hair, 5' 10" tall with a slender body that men drool over. Sonja is staying temporarily in my condo while hers is being re-decorated.[…]

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Kessling

KESSLING ( a poem by Stardust 8937 –9-29-100 You tell me I can rub my fingers– my palms– on, through, and over your soft, jet-black, almost fur–hair.. And caress, touch, hold onto your shaped head[…]

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