The Artist

Chloe walked down the long hallway of the apartment building. She read the numbers on each of the doors trying to match them to the number on the piece of scrap paper she held in her shaky hand. 601……602…..603. She found it at last. Room 604. S

A Love Letter

My dearest Jasna,

I wish for once I was brave enough to tell you what I was truly thinking, what I honestly feel inside in all my heart and soul and mind. I want to tell you so adly, but I can’t. It’s just too hard, and you would hate me.
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Hot sex at work

Jesse and i had worked together at Winn Dixie for several months, she was beautiful, a deep tan, long black hair, C cup perky breasts, and a perfect round ass. Three weeks ago, i had finally worked up the urge to ask her out, surprisingly she

Fanatical About Film

After 11 years my lover and I are still fucking at every opportunity we get. We’re both married now so we know how wrong it all is but the fact that we are ‘just good friends’ in our partner’s eyes makes it so easy. Nothing bad is thought o

Walk at the lake

Last week I decided to go for a walk around the local lake at 7am in the morning as I have each day for the past three years. The lake is about two miles to walk around and I normally walk around it twice each day. Most days there are old and young c