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I open the front door after a long day at work, and glance at my watch. You should be home from school by now, I think. I take off my shoes, hang up my jacket,[…]

Hi…Michelle again. Thought I'd take a quick time out and reintroduce myself to anybody that hasn't read any of the prior chapters. Today, I am thirty three years old, but telling stories from when I[…]

Author's notes: I'm sure there's another story around here based off the same concept, and I want to set the record straight that this story is not intended to copy another. This was just something[…]

First time posting, please be gentle. /> Dan was glad the boss was out today. That meant he could do what ever he wanted as long as he took care of customers. It had been[…]

It was a beautiful spring day, in a small town in texas on May 4th 1846. It was a sunday and all the families were making their way to the local church. Samuel trudged along[…]

Fairy Story Chapter one. In which Susan meets a centaur and begins her quest Susan is a twenty something woman. Up to now, her life has been spent in a learning environment followed by several[…]

Maryland , USA — Friday This is a fantasy that might come true one day. It involves me, a semi-retired Erotic Massage Therapist, and an underage teen we will call Jamie. Jamie is 5' 2”[…]

This is my first story, I hope you enjoy it. I know I did 😉 I glanced across at her and laughed. She was pulling a silly face at me from the other side of[…]

An affair to remember It all started the day I got the phone call from the university I wanted to transfer to, they had an opening mid semester and I arrived late on a rainy[…]

My mom had a boyfriend when I was very, very young. He liked to play with young girls and he played with me behind my mother’s back. This created sexual urges in myself that would[…]

It's a Tuesday night, and I'm walking home from a Narcotics Anonymous meeting in the dark. It's about six blocks from my apartment, but it seems like longer. The meeting tonight was the same as[…]

Michelle was the most beautiful girl I had seen. She was a brunette with curly hair who wore glasses, my two favorite physical traits in a girl. And she had a supple pair of breasts[…]

Maribel by Gail Holmes I remember the time only to well: it was two days after my birthday, a Sunday morning; on Sundays we never dressed before breakfast just walked around in our night gowns,[…]

A little old man (pedophile?) came by the playground and asked, "Where are the /> I said, "There are no children, the school is closed." The little old man came by the playground again and[…]

As I expected, I didn't see Elizabeth again until the following Sunday at church, and as I met her after the sermon she told me she needed to go to class this week so that[…]

I slept very little on Tuesday night, tossing and turning as I tried to come to grips with the step I was about to take. At about 5:00 I decided I wasn’t going to get[…]