Diane was definitely hot. I first saw her at the annual flea market. Honestly, it wasn’t intentional but I kept running into her. I know that I was checking her out and was fairly certain that she was doing the same. Her eyes and smile hinted at a na
An Ontario Rogues Night Out The year was 2001. At that time my life sucked in about 8 different ways. I was looking for a new experience of some sort. I ended up on the chats. A woman I found in my area, Hamilton, was named Cathy. I blind messaged her to talk. She said…
* * * * * * WARNING: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION ANY SIMILARITIES OR RESEMBLANCES … IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM … TO ANY LIVING OR DECEASED INDIVIDUAL(S) and THE PREDICTION OF TECHOLOGICAL PROGRESS …ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. * * * * * * The year that followed my 19th birthday was very difficult…
I was born in rural Quebec. I was only 7 when my dad perished in a car accident. They said he had gotten drunk and that he bled a lot. So much so, that the medics could not save him. As a young boy, I remember my mom working 2 jobs to support us. In…
MY MOM PIMPED ME THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. I was sow 20, still living at home, still living in sin. I was in the shower with my mom. We were in the…
THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. I was now 21, still living with my mom, still living in sin. My hours at the Vagiani had beed reduced. My job was still on, but I…
“I’m from Central Cable Company,” the voice in the intercom said, “you called in and saying you ‘re having a problem with your reception. ”
“I’ll buzz you in,” Erin replied, “I’m in apartment 1308, come right on up.”
“Finally,” Erin said to h
It was winter time already, and my friends and I were all ready to spend a day at the slopes. We hopped in on of my friend’s dad’s car and drove off, headed for the mountains. Of course, when I got comfortable in my seat and put on my walkman, I had
The slap of the paddle on her bare ass hurt like hell. She leaped from the bed to face her attacker. There he stood, paddle in hand with the faintest trace of a smile on his face. She had been lying in bed nude, tummy down, reading a book with the st