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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Just a moment

Customer Service was not her forte and yet here she was dealing with customers. She had attended a four year university and had received her degree in Business. After all was said and done, the[…]

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A rose by any other name

It was strangely cold in that sickly humid, hot, dimly lit strip club office. The worn couch she found herself uncomfortably prone upon smelled of the years worth of cheap cigars and cheaper booze consumed[…]

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Her christmas wish

The Christmas holiday season has always been a memorable time of year. Whether it is time spent with family, those special gifts from a loved one, or simply the smell of Grandma's cooking, every Christmas[…]

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My ability 1

When I finally decided who to go as, it was about 9 o’clock. I was a 5’5” Japanese woman with ‘C’ cup breasts, sexy legs, beautiful oriental face, in a tomboy outfit. I wore baggy[…]

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