Axsona

I crouch down in the bushes, watching Axsona. She's thirteen, same age as me. We go to Laredo together. She has shoulder-length straight blonde hair. Her boobs are barley there and she has a petite[…]

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Tim’s story: part one

“More roast beef?” Marie Bond asked her eighteen year old son. “Uh, no thanks, mom,” he replied, “I couldn’t eat another bite.” Marie looked at her only son with concern while worrying that he seemed[…]

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Amgel 3

Angel 3 This is a fantasy. Any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. In addition, people and animals can do things normally not possible. /> After Angel was dry, she put her high[…]

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Officer's lesson

I drive around in my patrol car bored out of my mind. It’s typical Saturday night with drunks being the bulk of the problem. I only had 15 more minutes left on my shift and[…]

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Homecoming

this told in a direct form, as in one to one. its late on a wednesday evening and i'm veggitating in front of the tv when my phone rings. its you, saying you're in germany[…]

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Hot box

This is a kind of preamble to a story line I have been thinking about. It is loosely based on some real people I knew back in college and some of their exploits. If you[…]

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Friend's family

“Oh, here comes my mom now,” said Matt as a blue mini-van rolled up to the curb outside the high school. “How was the meeting?” asked Matt’s mom. She was a 40-year-old mother at 5’9”[…]

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Late night visitor

Mark lay in the bed with nothing on him but boxer shorts. The August heat and humidity made even the sheets feel uncomfortable. He was exhausted from spending 12 hours at the worksite in the[…]

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