The nightmare was always the same. The dark surrounds me. I can hear her calling my name, but I won't turn around, I keep running toward the end. I don't know her name. I've never seen her face before. Her dark hair and pretty, deep blue eyes... they haunted me. In my dream, she is running towards me, begging me to let her explain. But I kept moving forwar...
Malcolm went into the living room to wait for Sabella. She came downstairs a few minutes later laptop in hand. She joined Malcolm in the living room. She sat next to him on the couch. "How do you use your computer to use this thing called the Internet?" Malcolm asked. "I have to turn it on," Sabella said turning on her laptop. "Once it's on it connects to...
*Thanks to Alwaysready64 for editing and contributing some snippets of this story, and to HellCat_Sundry for her two cents. *All sex described in this story will be between consenting adults, 18 or over. * This is a long story. It's a story first, that happens to have erotic content in it. There is no sex until half the story is complete, so don't bother...
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