The yule log – part 2

Katie arrived Wednesday night. It was great to see her. My youngest sister had taken education even more seriously than I had. She was finishing her masters in the spring and had already been accepted[…]

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Late five

Late Five By Systematic Oh, boy. Practice. My favorite. Physical discomfort, questionable hygiene, pain, shouting. “What? No. No. I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean.” I snatched the marker out of his hand[…]

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Amber at home

They were hanging out at the park. Amber, Micaiah, and a few other people. Micaiah kept playing with Ambers foot under the table, slipping his hand up her miniskirt, accidently bumping into her tits. His[…]

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I was raped

Early sunday morning, I slipped on my black bra and tiniest pair of black panties, then stepped into my jean mini skirt. The image of my skirt pushed up and my thong skewed to the[…]

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