A visitor

A Visitor By Kitten D’Ville I stood in the living room and yawned, having just awoken. About to touch the computer’s mouse, I was stopped when I heard a knocking at the door. Thinking that[…]

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My home office

Fbailey story number 242 My Home Office I bought my brand new house in the suburbs just because of the big bedroom on the second floor in the back corner. It was perfect for me[…]

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Loosey lucy

Fbailey story number 185 Loosey Lucy When I was in the fifth grade I was eleven years old, flat chested and I didn’t even have hair on my pussy yet but that didn’t stop Billy[…]

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Ruined orgasms

I was already deeply regretting how easily I had followed her lead. Now here I was, standing up against the wall, my hands secured tightly into metal cuffs. She looked me up and down, obviously[…]

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The backing singers

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 It had been a long, frustrating afternoon in the recording studio. Darya Jones was making her first solo album, and things were not going well. She had been a leading member[…]

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Wicked ties

It was official. She was going to kill Steven. What kind of an editor would send a journalist to cover a story as vapid as this one? Laura smirked to herself, disillusioned. The headline, “Derek[…]

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