Late seven

Late Seven By Systematic Sandy wanted to get laid. I could tell from the looks he was giving me, his body language. It had only been a week since our sleepover, but he was getting[…]

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A happy ending

Jack stood in his driveway feeling very emotional. Tears were rolling down his eyes for this had been a day he was both anticipating and dreading. He looked over at his little girl standing next[…]

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Help! – part 12

Welcome to part 12 of *** Back at Danny’s house, everything was great as Danny turned the cold silver key, locking his front door as Jake made himself comfortable on the soft, black, leather sofa.[…]

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Security

"Ace Security, Dan speaking, how may I help you, please!" "Hi," the feminine voice on the other end of the line answered, "My husband and I would like a security system installed in our home[…]

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Can't rape the willing

Come on you mother fuckers – strip me bare: right here on your altar of bigotry. Cruelly mutilate my mother's breasts, doing your best to ensure I'll never enjoy succoring my children again. Come on[…]

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