Ann's nasty new nature

When I was in elementary school, there was a girl that I couldn’t stop thinking about. She was a spritely little thing, mischievous and exciting. She had red hair, a few freckles scattered about her[…]

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Finding what's missing

“Sara, is my brother really that good?” /> “You know, at sex?” “You know?” she asked surprised. knows.” who?” “I've known for a while. I saw the two of you in the treehouse from my[…]

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My khassian girl pt:1

Before you read: This work is purely fictional. Any references to historical events or people, cultures, nations and religions are only for story effect and in no way is it meant to be an insinuation[…]

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