Late seven

Late Seven By Systematic Sandy wanted to get laid. I could tell from the looks he was giving me, his body language. It had only been a week since our sleepover, but he was getting[…]

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I am a slave

I am a slave; your word is law, you are my world my strong point, you are my Master I am a slave; girl is a slave she has nothing you don’t give her, not[…]

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Just one girl…..

Just one girl….. She sat at her computer, in the corner of the lounge, as she often did during her spare time. Just for once she’d disconnected the internet, and she was typing away at[…]

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Our first meeting

We stayed in contact via social media like most people do now-a-days, her on one side of the world and me on the other. Although we never met in person we have a good connection.[…]

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A family affair

My mom and dad split up when I was younger. Divorce isn’t easy for anyone but then living in an atmosphere of constant arguments and distrust isn’t healthy either. Once it was done and she[…]

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My life part 5

Part 5 of ? I awoke with the Smell of something delicious in the air. Kelly was still asleep next to me. I got up and got dressed. I wondered around still a sore from[…]

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Accidental love

The ancient, dusty cobweb expanded as the warm air tugged at its weakened skeletal fabric. A rumbling swelled within the confines of the underground station; a roaring sound interspersed with the 'clickety clack' of steel[…]

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