Remember me?

When I was sixteen years old, one my dad’s old drinking buddies said to me, one day, “Son, you probably don’t realise it now, but these are the best years of your life. Once you[…]

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Honey dew pt 2

PART 2 – PAUL HIRES DENA Paul looked at the phone lying next to him. It took him a minute to realize what had just happened. “Shit, Dena! Beth just heard you fucking blowing me![…]

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Ami grows up

Ami was a shy girl, just turned 18 years old. She grew up in a small town north of Chicago, a town where everyone knew your name and no kid could get away with anything.[…]

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So hot

I was driving home from work in my boyfriend's convertible. The weather was excruciatingly hot & I had the top down – wind blowing through my medium blonde hair which was made even blonder by[…]

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My box (pt.6)

I tied up my robe and ran downstairs. I seen Marcus in his Porshe his iPhone lighting up his face. "Bop" I hit him right in his face. He loooked at me, "The fuck !".[…]

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