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Rachel. Employee of the week, month, year and probably of her whole life. Sexy, blonde and incredibly successful for her age. One look from her striking blue eyes could make men shrink away or drool[…]

On this fine mourning Helga meets a girl friend she hasn’t seen in a few years at a coffee shop and start talking and Helga begins to notice the her girl friend is wearing very[…]

This is part 2. I'd recommend reading the first one before this one. Enjoy. Before reading, this I would recommend reading the first story. -We walked up the stairs then I realized how tired I[…]

I hope people enjoy this. People who post these stories are looking for many things. I just enjoy comments, and knowing people enjoy the story. I would like to know, if you do Jack/Jill off[…]

I had left Credo to his flashback, or whatever it was. My lust and powerful new urge to impregnate as many women as possible, causing me to run rampant through the neighbour hood. No one[…]

Béla was on the bridge, again, mostly searching for a distraction from the problems in her life that she was having trouble solving right now. She was surprised at how calm she felt after spending[…]

I was only 14 at the time…And up till that point, I really genuinely thought I was straight. I’d hooked up with a few girls at school, and I loved every second of it. Of[…]

My Wife Maryanne – Chapter 5 The adventure continues. This episode is written by each of us separately. First by Michael as he recalls the events of that evening, and next me, Maryanne, as I[…]

GRANDMA AND LITTLE BOY DISCUSSING SCHOOL The grandmother greeted her 12-year old grandson when he came home from school and decided to make casual conversation. She said to him, "Johnny, what did you learn in[…]

ntroduction: VERY long story. Tell me what you think . Second posting. I wrote this in 2001 Lying in a pool of sweat, breathing heavily and head spinning I looked around me to see who[…]

A grey Monday morning. I'm sat – no, I'm slumped – behind the desk in my office. I look wearily at the clock. Only 10 o'clock – far too early to slip out for a[…]

I locked eyes with her across the dance floor. It had to be her- caramel colored skin, red dress, dark hair, check, check, and check. She towered over the rest of the dancers, had to[…]

The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so[…]

The Class Outing. by pete, June, 2006. Chapter 1. My name is Paige Wilson, I am an English Lit. and Geography teacher at a well known private school for girls in Toronto, I am just[…]

SUSAN ELAINE Susan Elaine Andersen! How she hated that name. There was nothing good about any part of it, not even a remote connection to the family of Andersen Windows. When she started school, the[…]

I opened the door to welcome our guests. Jan and Tim walked inside. “Hi Ben” they chimed in unison. “Is the birthday girl awake?” “Oh yeah” I smiled, had our morning breakfast and a couple[…]