Billy's mom

Fbailey story number 436 Billy's Mom I had always liked Billy’s mother because she always gave us fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies, still warm from the oven along with a big glass of chocolate milk.[…]

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The break in

“Hey boys, gather around, I have a story to tell you,” I say as I walk in the bar and order a drink. I was out late last night, as usual, looking for open windows[…]

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Did she know?

It was a quiet Saturday evening and the sun had just started to set. She was working outside shoveling the snow and cleaning off her car. She was a beautiful woman, 42 y/o but could[…]

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The cinema

“I have to go to the bathroom before we leave.” I told my (somewhat) boyfriend. He was looking like he was ready to leave without me, but I had to do this before we went.[…]

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Online romance

Greg finally made it home from work. It had been an unusually long day and he was tired. He walked into his modest two-bedroom apartment, loosened his tie, and kicked off his shoes. He walked[…]

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Totally trapped

"I dare you," Teresa said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Mary swallowed and found her mouth dry. But the clerk had gone in back to hunt for the film Mary had asked for. She stepped[…]

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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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Day of red baroness

Copyright 2002 FK Publications “ Does everyone understand what’s expected of ask Sergeant Harrison of the small group of men from the Royal Flying Corp, pointing a stick up at a map situated before the[…]

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