I was raped

Early sunday morning, I slipped on my black bra and tiniest pair of black panties, then stepped into my jean mini skirt. The image of my skirt pushed up and my thong skewed to the[…]

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The park lark

I've written a couple of stories about things that happened when I was running wild with a young guy called Jodi Malenger. I guess a lot of people doubt they're true and I'm not about[…]

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Using lace

The intercom crackled, startling her from her focus on the computer screen. “Lacy you have a phone call on line 1” Since her vision was still off focus she had to squint to read the[…]

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Surprise!

It had been a usual day so far. Sandra had taken her children that still lived at home to a birthday party. All but one. Young Monique had decided to stay home and finish her[…]

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The language barrier

The Language Barrier She stepped out onto the street, the door of the dance club closing immediately behind her. She looked each way to get her bearings and started down the street to her right,[…]

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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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