My history teacher

MY HISTORY TEACHER I'm sitting in my history class, listening to Mr. Markusen droning on about events leading up to the Civil War. It's my first year here at the Clark School for Girls, a[…]

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At the playground

She showed up at the playground, when I first noticed her. My toddler daughter was playing on the structure with the ropes and slide and stuff right in the middle of the place and there[…]

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Dan's xxx dream part 4

Dan’s XXX Dream Part four Dan sends her to a specialist Monday brought more changes to Rachel’s life; her class load was like any freshmen’s, heavy and long. Her first class was at nine, her[…]

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Please go away

Fbailey story number 363 Please Go Away I cut through Lori’s backyard and stopped dead in my tracks. There was Lori in the window staring at me. Her tits were crushed in the window sill[…]

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The smell of sex

I first learned of the magnetism of sexual odor as an 18-year-old teenager. In school, I was always more cerebral than athletic. Consequently, I participated in science and debate clubs instead of sports. Reserved and[…]

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Toms frustration 2

The sun was still shining brightly at 8.00pm on this Thursday night in late July. Tom and Sophie had just finished a 1.5 litre bottle of cider purchased from the local convenience store. The alcohol[…]

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The frat

The Fraternity When I was eighteen years old I was arrested for a curfew violation and spent the night in a juvenile facility. It was supposed to teach me a lesson and ensure I never[…]

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