Starting over

Ann and I were married for a little over 53 year. Actually, it was 53 years, one month and two days. For the first 40 plus years, we each had our own careers and friends,[…]

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The dancer

Andrea was a dancer at a strip club. She was a single mother and she did what she had to do to keep food on the table. However she actually loved her job. She loved[…]

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Thinking of ellen

“ We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies[…]

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Rough sex

ROUGH SEX ( a poem by Stardust 8937, 9-27-10) Don't ask me for hard sex, rough sex– I won't do it– I CAN'T do it– If your KINK demands it, then even though it hurts[…]

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Southern belle

This story is not based on any actual event or person. All characters and all parts of the story are completely fictional. Viewer discretion is advised. Two women sat in a beautifully lit office room.[…]

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The kindness

The Kindness It was the middle of a muggy hot afternoon that on the last day of her life Danni was paid a surprise visit by her Uncle Rudy at her family’s summer house on[…]

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Locker room, fuck.

I’m Jared. I’m eighteen years old. I have dark black hair, with green eyes. I’m currently finishing my final year of schooling. I like to work out, a lot but I’m not what of those[…]

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