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He Likes To Watch Me Dance I’ve never written anything before so please don’t be too hard on me. I only took the required English courses in Texas, both in high school and at the[…]

Ever get a thought that wakes you out of sleep no matter how deep the sleep was? I bolt up out of bed sitting up and covered in sweat, my mind racing with a plan.[…]

Somewhere down in New Mexico I was on the run from the law in my stolen black Mustang. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and I was definitely in a desperate situation. I was on[…]

It's almost been two months. 5 days until that mark. I was on the couch today, listening to music downstairs. I was so close to being over her. I still felt that pain, it held[…]

I awoke on Saturday morning with a huge grin. The weekend had arrived, we could spend all day together, rather than coming in from school and squuezing in a couple of hours. As I have[…]

Part 3 The afternoon progress with a strain from the events that had happened earlier that day and I felt terrible about causing it. I sat all alone down in the family room and listened[…]

A weird situation just got a whole lot weirder! Ok, our relationship was weird as my boyfriend Jake explained to me. I was sharing him with this bisexual chick who worked as a whore and[…]

I closed in on her woman parts. I could smell her. I had never smelt a woman before and the scent drove me wild. I started to kiss and lick at her entry point, fast[…]

Monday at 1pm in the afternoon my secretary opened my office door showing Heather in. I told my secretary to take the rest of day off and lock the door as she left. I stood[…]

Not to long after that fateful week with Frank 9/11 happened. Frank joined the army and I missed him terribly. Jennifer would let me know how he was doing but it still didn't help. One[…]

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 It had been a long, frustrating afternoon in the recording studio. Darya Jones was making her first solo album, and things were not going well. She had been a leading member[…]

It had been about two months since i transfered schools and moved to my new neighborhood. I was not the best looking kid but i guess its true that personality matters most because i had[…]

Character: A person represented in a drama, story, etc, made up of a distinct complex of mental and ethical traits marking and often individualizing them into a personality type. Character Aaron Burnham jerked his long[…]

After my aunt jokingly declined my offer. She stood there for a bit smelling the air. Her conscious was fighting her thoughts in a battle of trust and wits. As she looked towards her daughter,[…]

It was during times like these that she struggled with finding something to say. Too much to see beyond the blurriness of her vision, too many vowels and consonants to choose from, and there was[…]

Martha and I have been happily married for 27 years now and we are still very much in love. Marty was my high school sweetheart and we were married a year after graduation. Marty is[…]