Friday nights

It’s difficult to find a good start for my story. A relationship with your own father doesn’t just start. Still I feel the urge to write it down. For him as much as for myself.[…]

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A good friend

Story of a good friend It was one of those perfect summers where nothing went wrong and everything was perfect. Except for that fact that I was best friends with a girl I could never[…]

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My sister was pissed

Fbailey story number 625 My Sister Was Pissed I came straight home from school, went into my sister’s bedroom and asked, “Are you really fucking every boy in my class?” Emily looked shocked and asked,[…]

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The interview

The door was opened on the 2nd knock. inquired the man who answered. She felt a sudden shyness creeping in, but sensing he wouldn’t be one to tolerate weakness in any form, cleared her throat,[…]

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Room 325

To not bore anyone with a long background, I must give a brief on myself. My name is Thomas Hitchcock (or, it is as far as you are concerned). As far a looks go I[…]

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Goddess

My name is Ahmed and I have recently joined in a company which is situated in Las Vagus. So I had to move here leaving my lovely Chicago. The company has branches in almost every[…]

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