The shell's game

The Shell's Game Robert Hardy was out on the beach wasting time, doing nothing. Not that this was anything new. He had wasted thirty- five years worth of time already, as much of it as[…]

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Poor tracey

Tracey considered herself American now, after all she had lived here for three years and was married to a fine American man. She was of course born an English girl, a slightly struggling English girl[…]

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Competition ch 2

Competition CH 2 Eva was expectedly reclusive the next few days at work. It was obvious that she was dressing in her more conservative clothes, but she still looked like the same slut. She would[…]

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The party

I texted my boyfriend who was sitting nearly next to me. We were amongst others so I couldn’t just tell him what I wanted to do. I sent it off and I watched him reading[…]

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Best of friends

Best of Friends I've known him for a couple years now. We had become fast friends, and the best kinds of friends. We shared everything with one another; our hopes, dreams, and even our sexual[…]

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Dear diary: november

November 3 Dear Diary, It's getting cold outside! I love the holidays, but I have more pressing things to think about right now! Gary keeps wanting to fuck us, and we keep putting him off![…]

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The maid part 2

She smiled and closed the door behind her. I started my lunch and opened the notebook. It was heavy and had many sections. I'll highlight the most interesting sections here. "Uniform: You will have 5[…]

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Eric (chapter 1)

This story doesn't have much of sex context. English is not my first language so there may be many spelling mistakes. My name is Eric Farkas. When I was 9 years old, life for me[…]

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