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I really hate amateurs. Especially amateurs with guns. If people can’t afford to lose, they shouldn’t play poker. Unfortunately, some people don’t get that. They seem to believe that anyone can gamble and make money.[…]

Facing his father, Michael nearly fainted. He felt his vision start to go black and fought it. He lost for a moment, but he remembered to breath as his father patted the chair next to[…]

the next day me and harvey went to school and did are usal lessons and after school i had detention with miss carlton (she is a total bitch) when i went to my detention i[…]

It was the day Mel was going to camp. She got a job as a consoler for kids at a summer camp. She was all packed and already to go by time the bus arrived[…]

When I was 35, I lived right on Venice Beach in Los Angeles, overlooking Muscle Beach and the White Men Can’t Jump basketball courts. My neighborhood was a frequent location for movies, and for television[…]

Part 1 From the time I was 13 to the time I was 18 my mom and I moved three times. For two of the moves, even as we moved in, I knew we were[…]

Cindy had another spasm when I began to remove my fingers from her pussy. I desperately wanted to keep her arroused. I kissed her again and brought my fingers to my lips, still holding her[…]

Pain in my legs woke me the next morning and I tried to fight to stay asleep but they just got to be too much and I finally set up and grabbed my pain killers[…]

This is Part One of a Series, I’m not sure how many yet but a least three parts. Be sure to leave comments and ideas for the story. This story is entirely fictional and no[…]

Chapter Four: In between times Monday The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as fear seemed to wash over her and for a second she was not sure why; then it all[…]

This incident happened to me when I was In my twelve.I still have not been able to completely remove this incident from my memory.It haunts me every single day of my life.My Aunt,I feel had[…]

P.O.V. – Three times over. People experience things differently, hear things differently, remember things differently. This story is about an incident involving three individuals. It is told three times, once from each person's point of[…]

“What the hell is going on here?!” asked Ben as he walked in the room. Connor immediately shot his head upward as did I. My heart dropped since I knew Ben would be pissed that[…]

The Truth About Nikki – pt12 – Adding to the family Note: Again, I have changed the names of the men that I dated from the time that I moved to Seattle and thereafter. These[…]

Me and My sister "Lucy" were the usual brother and sister type always arguing and fighting, but that was all soon to change, I was 15 at the time 5ft11, about the average build and[…]

Most of the stories I have written so far have been excerpts from my adult life ( or friends ) but I thought I might relate a story or two about my graduation into adulthood.[…]