P.o.v. – three times over.

P.O.V. – Three times over. People experience things differently, hear things differently, remember things differently. This story is about an incident involving three individuals. It is told three times, once from each person's point of[…]

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A true love story

Helen sat on the swing set at the playground looking sad and lonely. She looked around at all the other children playing with their friends and having fun, well she sat all alone with no[…]

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Bad vicki

Vicki bounced into the room with her usual energy. Her plaid skirt flitting up slightly as she did and her breasts straining against the fabric of her white cotton blouse. Her pig tails bounced on[…]

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My dad's leftovers

My Dad’s Leftover It has been a rough year for me this year. First I left my fiancé of 2 years, my grandmother passed away, had another failed relationship, lost my job, and to make[…]

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A free ride

Id never really considered myself to be gay, but i knew id be lying if i tried to tell myself that i wasnt dissapointed not to have gone home with Barry. Id never actually had[…]

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The christmas intruder

“Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.” Well, in her house, Kandy was the only one stirring. She was wide-awake because of back[…]

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