Zac's story 4

“Alright then, we’re going to bed,” Susan announced. “Take care of him and we’ll see you both in the morning.” The door shut behind them. They had both been really helpful in calming Logan down.[…]

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The i-room iii

And so the debate continues as to what and who I am. Many consider me a madman, a debauched villain or a new form of evil. Mayhap I am, although I embrace the fact that[…]

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The making 1

The Making I never have been much on taking orders. As a child I was a handful for my parents, as a teen I rebelled against any authority whether at home or elsewhere. As a[…]

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Gabby 3

Gabby 3 Doing the laundry was a several hour affair with my wrists cuffed behind my back. By the time I had finished, and gotten his clothes and sheets back into his room, the sky[…]

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Inbetween my thighs

You unbutton my pants and slide them down my legs. "oh shit" is what's being said in my head. This is a dream, it can not be reality; That is your head inbetween my thighs,[…]

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The movie theater

When I was 13 years old, I was a typical little white boy who lived in Highland Park California. that is a Hispanic suburb in north east los Angeles. there were a lot of Mexican[…]

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Vibration

The big Cat groaned as it dug into the hillside with its sharp scraper blade, crisscrossing the side of the hill like a bright yellow prehistoric spider taking tons of dirt into its gaping maw[…]

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