Four girls

Otis and Cathy bio – I'm writing this because Cathy can't even keep her lies consistent. Every time she gets the fancy you'd think she was a different person. She just tacks on a new[…]

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Up north

Up North It was a bloody cold night and there I was standing at the end of the service station waiting. The cheapest way to get up and down the country was to hitchhike. It[…]

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Salt – part 2

I ran through the breezeways to my literature class with my semi-erect cock rubbing against my jeans. Although I tended to disregard punctuality most of the time, being an avid absentee from my daily courses,[…]

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The restaurant

She is dressed in a tight fitting black wraparound dress and black sparkly platform heels. Her dark hair pulled up into a high, tight ponytail. The silver earrings dangling from her lobes casting flickering tiny[…]

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