Mr. martin

My freshman year of high school I joined the drama club. I worked with my friend Justin in the set design department. Neither of us was into acting really, but we both liked working on[…]

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Is it real ?

She looks at her phone, 'be there at 8pm, or else.' the text sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. Time for a bath and to get ready she thought. She looked through her[…]

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It is you

Fbailey story number 509 It Is You I could hardly contain myself. Mom had just left for work and I was peering out the window. Finally after an eternity Jack left for work and I[…]

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Lucy's tale (part 3)

Part Three I didn’t sleep so good that night. The memories of our snogging session, the feel of Mike’s hands on my body, so tantalisingly close to my boobs, merely inches from my aching pussy,[…]

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The hideout

The music was deafeningly loud. The beat almost supplanted your own heart beat as you entered the dance club and were assaulted by the primal rhythms that rocked the air. The squeal of guitars and[…]

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New identity

It had always been a fantasy of mine. I have very feminine features and long natural straight brown hair. Which recently I had shortened to chin length. I have been dressing in womens clothing now[…]

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Steam

She slipped out of her clothing, the responsible person of the day, the business person who was so controlled, falling away with her layers of business attire. As each layer was taken off and tossed[…]

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After school special

The school bell rang as everyone scrambled to find there seats. At the front of the room, John Davis (more commonly referred to as Mr. D) smiled as he watched his students sit down. "Alright[…]

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