Christmas story four

NOTE: These Christmas Stories have nothing to do with one another. Each is an individual story of it’s own. Christmas Story Four Stocking Stuffer I have been the community Santa Claus for a few years[…]

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Dustin pt. 1

My name is lauren and I am a sophomore in high school. I am 5 feet and 5 inches tall with medium length brown hair. There is this boy in my grade named Dustin who[…]

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Slut9 pt 21

Chapter Twenty-One /> Saturday, December 23rd, Evening Molly was on her way back to the living room from her bedroom. She was walking quickly but came to a sudden stop when Olivia emerged from Dave's[…]

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One fine day

The day was quite warm, the bright sunshine beating down as the red convertible zipped along the country road. Steve watched her out of the corner of his eye, appreciating the short skirt Dawn was[…]

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Priscila's lesson

It was a warm sunny day outside, simply a perfect time to relax. Or so Priscila Jones had thought. She wasn't young anymore, not certainly, but she wasn't old either – she was in her[…]

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The wrong kind

There was something seriously wrong with Jared. He knew it, and yet he couldn't help himself. There was something about her demure nature, her shy smiles, her glossy black hair, and long coltish legs that[…]

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Tiffany – ch. 3

Comments welcome! /> I woke a little after 9 am, enjoying the fact that I could sleep in. As I sat up and stretched, remembering what I was wearing, I was pleasantly made aware of[…]

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