How it began

There’s a little bit of me that wonders how far things can go. Mostly though I walk around fully anticipating that anything can happen. Seriously, the current situation is proof that you never really know[…]

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New life part 3

I awoke the next morning to a bird chirping in the palm tree outside my window. Glancing at the clock radio adjacent to my bed, I realized that it wasn’t even 8AM yet. I usually[…]

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Falling in, pt 3

Continued from "Falling In, pt 2" Jackie and I spent the rest of he morning lazing around the school doing the stupid shit teen kids usually do at school before it starts. Walking the halls,[…]

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My first

My First My name is David; I grew up in a pretty stable home with my sister Mary. My parents weren’t rich but they tried to give my sister and me many of the things[…]

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The plan-2

As Roger pulled away from the motel later that morning, his mind was already working on his next encounter with Maria. He wondered just how far she really would go with him before balking at[…]

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Older women

Fbailey story number 219 Older Women When I turned sixteen my mother had her hands full with me. Dad was never around and when he was, he was still never around. He was your preverbal[…]

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Suspenders

NOTE: To all of my British readers, I realize that you call women’s garter belts suspenders. However here in America we call suspenders the elastic things that hold our pants up. One more thing while[…]

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