Cut & Clarity
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A Ghost Story, Little Brother Settles The Score
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Campfire Talk
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A Photographer’a Erotic Fantasy Journal:football Fantasy
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Vacation With Friends
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You Never Know
Living in a small town has its good and its bad points. Probably the worst thing is that it’s almost impossible to keep a juicy bit of gossip from spreading. This, and the fact that I never had any intentions of cheating on my wife, is why I kept a distance from any of the women in town with any type of “loose” reputation at all.
After and Again
Guilt sucks, but so did the woman whose hair was pooled around his hips. He reached down and stroked the hair brushing up and down on his thighs. He felt the back of her head, that hard surface beneath the soft brown hair slowly rocking up and down in his lap. He ran his thumbs across the top and back of her ears down to the flesh of her earlobes.
The Bride Wore White
“You’re so grown up, I can hardly believe it.” My mom was almost crying… again.
“I know.” I smiled at her reflection in the mirror, sitting at the small vanity. “I’m so nervous.”
“Hold still, Kylie!” My best friend Janisha was trying to fix my make-up.
It was my big day, my wedding day, and I wasn’t really all that nervous.
Maddux 3
Sheet, blankets, and pillows were on the floor of Kelly’s bedroom. I was on the floor in Kelly’s bedroom also. Technically I had a buffer between the floor and me. I was on top of a pretty 16-year girl, but it wasn’t Kelly.
“Oooh,” Jenny moaned in response to my deep thrust.
Kelly was on her back right next to Jenny. I was going back and forth between the girls.
Marching In
Now, suppose there was a group of hyper-intelligent ants living in a woman’s house. Their first goal would be to remain unnoticed, because humans tend to kill ants. Finding a chance to demonstrate intelligence would be difficult before the human would kill them, yet finding opportunities to eat food is more difficult with this as a concern.