She – 3rd person

She'd been thinking about him all day. Not so much the person as the task. She had awoken that morning and stumbled from bed in much her normal way, except today was different. It only[…]

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Friday nights

It’s difficult to find a good start for my story. A relationship with your own father doesn’t just start. Still I feel the urge to write it down. For him as much as for myself.[…]

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First day

"This has been my dream since I went on that historically black college tour!" The girl on the side of me practically beamed. I sighed and lugged my suitcases down the hall to my new[…]

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Loving it rough

Psssst come here Let me whisper something in ur ear Can I get or do I take it? I wanna practice baby makin Snacking ya bra off pulling ya hair as u fall on the[…]

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The birthday present

"Happy Birthday" She was very pleasantly surprised that he'd remembered. They'd only been seeing each other for a few months. This was a good sign, she decided. He handed her a long thin case covered[…]

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