The commute

The Commute Part 1 We Meet Each day I get on the bus for the long ride to Rome from our little village. Everyday there is this beautiful woman, dark hair, always dressed in something[…]

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Stories come true

I’d been watching her for weeks, keeping track of her routine. She was such a creature of habit. I quickly came to know what time she rose in the morning and how long it took[…]

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A minuet in flesh

The lowering sun melted into the waves as they crashed against the neighboring rocks. The evening had settled into hues of red, orange, and yellow. The ocean was turned into a melting pot of colors,[…]

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Back door babe

I'm not bragging when I say I enjoyed my share of pussy during my high school years. I mean, you've got to be pretty backward these days not to "get some on you," even without[…]

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His 'wife'

“Thank you for such a wonderful evening,” Kimberly Knight said to her hostess and friend Ruth Pedersen, do it again real soon, all right!!!” Ben Knight stood quietly behind his wife while she gave the[…]

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