Falling ch. 07

Chapter 7, In which Jenny and I come to an understanding It was mid-afternoon and instead of walking into a meeting downtown, I was gazing out the car window at suburbia. My friend Jenny was[…]

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Roses are red

“There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.” -Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela‘s mouth before she[…]

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The dream girl

Have you ever ask yourself what love is or what is a perfect relationship? I did well I always had. I always told myself Chad today you are going to meet that perfect girl and[…]

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My first lay

My First Pussy Invasion I probably was like any other fourteen year old, when I was growing up. Seemingly, always having to fight off a hard-on. Maybe it was hormones, maybe it was because I[…]

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