Stockroom — part ii

Chapter Two Michael refrains from grabbing my hand, but we both exit the bag room at a run. Clocking out and retrieving our belongings from the office quickly, we bolt out the employee exit side[…]

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My hottie

I'm Brandon, 18 about 150 lbs 5 ft 11 inches. I've got medium length brown hair, just kinda messed up. Currently I'm a senior at a catholic school in Ohio. This story is about how[…]

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Boy scouts part 3

I woke up early in the morning, before Kristy, looking over at her. I lay back down, knowing I couldn't sleep, but figuring I might as well be comfortable while I think. I start to[…]

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Tears of joy

You were lying on the bed. I was only wearing a long t-shirt and panties. I walked into the room and stood on your side of the bed. I leaned down and started kissing you.[…]

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My decision

The offer has been there. Thrown out like bait on the end of a hook. Just dangling in front of me. Every so often as I drift by the suggestion, you move the line to[…]

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Trafficked love ch. 1

Chapter One: Get Or Die Trying She leaned up against the brick wall of the local thrift store, close to Harrisburg Pike and Mound Street. It wasn’t the best of areas, but Angel had certainly[…]

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