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It was the summer before her first year of college. Eighteen year old Isabelle had awaited cheer camp like a dog awaited a walk. The morning she was to leave she raced to get ready and threw her bags in the car. She then paced in front of the door like a caged lion. "Isabelle clam down. You still have an hour before we leave. Those girls will just be as pre...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers (All characters were 18 or older at the time of any sexual activity) The truth is, everything I'm telling you in this story is the truth. Only the names have been changed, to protect - well, not exactly the innocent... I have two lives, which for the most part are discrete and separate. In one part of my life, I am a ver...
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"It is agreed then we will begin taking the best of our young girls and training them as breeding stock. Their virginity will be guarded during training and at the age of 18 they will be auctioned off to the highest bidder." *** They were usually taken young and moved to the camps. Not everyone had the same vision of a perfect woman so they took from a cro...
I highly recommend reading chapters 1-10 before beginning this chapter. While this chapter can be read as a stand alone story it is entirely dependent on the events of the earlier chapters. A writer thrives on your feedback. Please take a moment to vote and leave a comment if you feel so inclined. Your votes are greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy my scrib...
The wagon drew down its speed as the convoy neared the Cimarron River and the party saw the rushing rapids that would make the crossing difficult. It was one more obstacle on their arduous westward journey that seemed to never reach the destination in this gigantic land. They were destined for Arizona, yet at this time they were still driving through the I...
"Hey. Wake up." Someone was shaking her shoulder. Jenny Dunn came back to herself and realized it was Dan Myer, the foreman of the tree-planting crew she had signed on with for the summer. They had been travelling through Northern Ontario for what seemed like weeks. From Toronto to Sudbury, and then into Canadian Shield country. Until the sun set, it was...
I took another reading off the compass Velcroed on the thwart in front of me, and changed sides on the paddle. My arms were feeling a little tired. I’d been paddling for almost an hour and the shore was coming up slowly. I veered a little to the side to round a point and hit the cove I was paddling for. The canoe hissed softly in the wonderfully blue water o...
My humble apologies for deserting my loyal readers over such a long time. Forces and circumstances beyond my control, I am afraid. I hope you enjoy the next instalment. . . (you may find it pleasurable to read parts 1, 2 and 3 as well) ********* My cousin, my Commanding Officer in every way, Kristy-Ann, was screwing the beejesus out of my girlfriend, fello...