Fucking mr. shapiro.

Walking into Mr. Talbot’s room, I hitched my backpack farther up on my shoulders, before reaching and tugging my black-and-orange plaid mini-skirt further down over my thighs. I surveyed the room, and, seeing no one,[…]

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Test333

“That was good, I had a little one,” She tells me groaning. “Just a little one,” I ask wondering what else I should have done. “Yes, it was basic fucking and it was good enough.[…]

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Two of them

It was a hot night in May when the Johnsons and my parents decided to go out for diner at some fancy hotel. Whenever they did this, they usually stayed the night. So I decided[…]

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It's official

“It’s official!” My mom screamed as she ran towards me and hugged me passionately. I had just changed my Facebook status from single to in a relationship. My mom was way too excited. “I am[…]

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