Christmas at the burrow

The Burrow, a ramshackle house just outside Ottery St. Catchpole, it's seven floors, hastily stacked on top of each other, bits sticking out haphazardly all over the place. Muggles that saw it would swear, jokingly,[…]

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My first time

This is a story about how I lost my virginity. All names and such have been changed to protect identities. Let me start out by telling you a little about me, my name is Thomas[…]

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Racquetball

My coworker Jim had been playing racquetball weekly for about six months at his apartment complex, we had a standing reservation for the court every Thursday night from 7-9. The complex had a small "fitness[…]

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Sound sleeper

the ec=vents in this story took plac a LONG time ago, back when things were more accepted. but, alas, times have changed. I had never intended on things happening the way they did. My name[…]

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