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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Linda 2

Linda 2 From the beginning I knew Linda was bored with her husband. He is a good guy but just gives her everything and never ever tells her what to do. She enjoyed having her[…]

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P.o.v. – three times over.

P.O.V. – Three times over. People experience things differently, hear things differently, remember things differently. This story is about an incident involving three individuals. It is told three times, once from each person's point of[…]

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In the dark and quiet

It was dark and quiet outside the apartment. The light slanted in from the street lights outside putting a strange orange glow throughout the room. Only enough light entered to show the dark shapes of[…]

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Rachel and jason

Rachel And Jason It was a night unlike any other. Rachel had just arrived for our date. Rachel was a girl about five feet tall and she had deep brown eyes that glistened like the[…]

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The alley

I was at the bar with friends, enjoying a couple drinks. I needed a night out to vent after a long busy week at work. I like these nights because im able to get all[…]

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Erotic night

Marci had a rather tiring day at work. She made her way up to her twelfth-story loft provided to her by her new boss and lover, she begins imagining the warm bath she will soon[…]

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Two boys in a storm

Daniel sighed as he began his short walk home. On the outside, he was just average 18 year old, brown eyes, naturally black hair, average height, and some slight muscle definition that showed he had[…]

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Innocent alice

The polished dancefloors reflected the images of the thrashing teens, a mess of organized flailing limbs and phermones. The overpowering aroma of aftershave, perfume, sweat and alcohol hung thick in the air. Brightly coloured neon[…]

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Parting gesture

Parting Gesture In the June when Melanie Johnson was twenty, she moved from the little mining town in western Pennsylvania where she was born to Washington, D.C. The jobs up her way were few and[…]

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