Thursday Mary Wilson was sitting at her desk looking through her e-mails from yesterday. The morning had been unremarkable and there was really nothing pressing for her to do. Her cell phone rang. Not recognizing the number, she ignored the call. About five minutes later she got a text message from the same number. When she opened the text she found a pictu...
James stood naked in the middle of the tiny UFO with a raging boner while the stars zoomed past his head. A very naked and very cute Future Mary had her hand on the control stick. She was concentrating on flying the ship when James snuck up behind her. He slithered his tongue up the young girls inner thigh and gently kissed her horny little pussy lips. Mar...
I have complained twice about how the Survivor contest works and my complaints were not well received, an understatement. The hostile smugness of the response to my comments surprised me and made me realize that there is nothing funny or fun about the Survivor Contest. This is a very serious competition, indeed. After all, there is money involved and whenev...
Chapter 1: The Train Zuzanna opened her book and attempted to read from where she left off. It was imperative that she memorize the chapter entitled Pravidla Nevolnictví prior to arrival, but as she stared down at the page she'd just read it became obvious that she hadn't committed a single word to memory. It was the heat. It was unbearable. She craned her...
Oggbashan's Advice: Is this book valuable? This was written for charity shops selling books in the UK but can have some application elsewhere. A secondhand book has NO value unless somebody wants to buy it. 1. Books that have NO value Readers' Digest Condensed Books and Mills and Boon paperbacks can soon swamp the largest shop. There are buyers for pris...
"Look, I'm sorry, honey. I just want a divorce. Plain and simple. I met Joe again at the reunion, and well, the old flames started up again. You and I, we've been going through the motions. It's over, babe. I don't know what to say. We're over. I'm really, really...really, sorry. I'm really sorry, Dan. I hope that someday, you can forgive me. Here's the prop...
In the movies, Werewolves are monstrous entities prowling the night, eating campers in the woods, and all that jazz. Or we're stuck in high school forever, like in a certain boring-ass television series. Seriously. Sometimes I want to shout from the mountain tops that my kind aren't what you humans think we are, but I know that revealing myself would mean ce...
Author's Note: I worked on this story on and off for about 2 years. As readers of my previous story know, I need to take frequent breaks because writing these stories for you is so arousing. This one was no different. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. * Jade ran into Mr. Winchester's office, out of breath, her ample cleavage rising a...
©Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Seventeen The tunnel was intense. When my consciousness had been pulled into the past, both times I had done it, it was smooth and instant. Bringing bodies was much harder and going this far back made it feel like I was coming apart as we hurtled on. When the lights faded and the striated passage receded, we were left standing once...
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