Home alone

Her white sheets are draped slightly over her thigh, contrasting with her light brown skin, covering her womanhood. Her tanned skin, trembling slightly, is covered in sweat as her delicate hand moves something down her[…]

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Susie and me

When I was born my parents decided I couldn’t stay with them, so a nice middle-aged couple adopted me. I’d always known that I was adopted; it had never been kept from me. What had[…]

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Homecoming

this told in a direct form, as in one to one. its late on a wednesday evening and i'm veggitating in front of the tv when my phone rings. its you, saying you're in germany[…]

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Older women

Fbailey story number 219 Older Women When I turned sixteen my mother had her hands full with me. Dad was never around and when he was, he was still never around. He was your preverbal[…]

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Back massage

Same old shit, different day. I finally made it home from work, having battled ignorant fools all day; whoever says working for the public is gratifying really is insane. I walk into my house, making[…]

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