Doug stories #1

Doug Stories #1 I was eleven years old that summer. A mostly normal growing boy I was ordinary enough in many ways I suppose. I was making the usual discoveries that eleven year old boys[…]

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My sisters….

My life wasn’t ideal for any 13 year old boy hitting puberty. I grew up in a house with no father (because he kicked the bucket when I was only two years old) a mother[…]

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Mukuneiu: red moon

{ } scenes are flashbacks. ~ —–The only thing she truthfully remembered of that cold night was staring into the glowing headlights as they passed by. Her skin was dry, yet felt brittle, and she[…]

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Sex in seoul pt2

“SEX IN SEOUL” – Part Two – by Anon Well, here I was, in Miss Lem’s establishment in Seoul, South Korea, sitting in her nicely appointed Reception Room, which could well have been called her[…]

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My teacher

not easy having a lot of handsome guys in their late teen around you all day. Touch one and get fired, that was the hard rule. I dressed down as per school policy. No make[…]

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The bus depot

Lindsey McCord watched intently as each bus slipped into it's parking place and unloaded the passengers. It was two in the morning and the old bus depot had an eerieness about it at that time[…]

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