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It was Spring break and like most horny 15-year olds, I was ready to party as much as I could and try to fuck as many girls as I possibly could. But one problem. I had no money. So when my mother told me that Grandma Ruth needed some help around her house, I jumped at the opportunity. Not only was Grandma Ruth super fucking cool, but she even smoked pot and would occasionally let me sip wine with her. But most of all, Grandma Ruth was loaded, so she always paid well. Not that Grandma Ruth was super-rich or anything...

All holidays are tough but none of them hit quite as hard as Valentine's Day. That's when it really hits me that I'm alone. I couldn't get those words from my mom out of my head. It had been three years since my father died and, while it was certainly tough on me and my siblings, I believe that it was hardest on my mom. My parents had a great relationship. Of course, they fought with each other from time to time but it was always clear that they loved each other and they were both very supportive of each other...

Part one: I love my little sister! I remember being eight years old, in a hospital and worried. My mother had been swelling up and now she had broken something, so she was rushed to the hospital. I had no idea what was wrong or what would happen next and even now, I don't mind telling you how scared I was when the doctors told me to leave the room as mom screamed in what was obviously intense pain. Hospital doors are made so that screams can't be heard from outside unless they're really loud and you're really close, which I...

Reed “HELP ME SOMEONE HELP PLEASE!!!” a young woman yelled as she was dragged in through the front door by a grinning Jackson. He had her by the neck of her collar as everyone in the bar type area laughed and grinned at the pitiful woman. She was attractive, with dyed blonde hair cut into a messy bob, and huge brown eyes. She was in some sort of uniform, but it was torn up so bad that nobody could make out for sure what it read. She panicked, looking around the room at everyone, hoping for someone to save her. But...

This is a repost from my first profile that was not approved, this one is approved and i took a comments advice for format, enjoy again. It’s amazing how things that seem so important can change in the blink of an eye or in my case in one moment. I’m just starting my sophomore year in high school, Guy Donnelly is my name, supposed to be pronounced Gi but I liked Guy better. I’m 5’11”, weigh about 165 and have pale skin and blue eyes, I keep my hair short cause of my father but standard it’s dirty blonde. That’s what...

She was rather plain looking. Or at least I thought so from afar until I saw her deep green almond shaped eyes. As she came closer I could see her slightly upturned bow shaped lips. Her hair was as black as raven's feathers. She walked right past me into the bar. My eyes followed her incredible rump as she made her way to the bar and sat right next to a very handsome, well-dressed black man. FUCK! I sat a few stools down from her and her companion. The bar was nearly empty but it was 3:30 in the afternoon and...

This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, or have any affiliation with the author. Chapter 8 ‘Say that again,’ said Voldemort dangerously as he sat in the living room of Malfoy Manor. ‘The n-news just came in an hour ago my L-Lord,’ replied Bellatrix shakily, ‘they s-say Potter broke into Gringott’s.’ Voldemort’s nostrils flared in anger as he began to stroke his newly acquired Elder Wand. ‘Whose vault had he broken into?’ asked Voldemort quickly. ‘R-Ron’s my Lord,’ said Bellatrix quietly. ‘Was anything taken?’ asked Voldemort even quicker. ‘Just one item my L-Lord,’ replied...

Hello everyone! This is your friend, Ethan Taylor, here to tell you another story. I certainly hope you'll be pleased with this one, because this is just a dirty little fantasy I had with my friend Ethan Patrick Rhodes. Whenever I'm with Ethan, my friends call me Taylor so I hope this won't confuse you! Let me tell you a little about myself if you don't know. I'm a Vampire of about 600 years of age. Vampires are actually a type of sorcerer initiated into the mystical art of bloodsucking to fuel powerful spells that keep us young, healthy, strong, powerful...

After the swimming party. Last spring, I was invited to the wedding of a friend and was requested to stay for the reception; I did not know why but stayed anyway. I did not know anyone except my friend Fred and his new wife. I was setting at a small table drinking some Ice Tea and munching on crackers and cheese when this lady came by and ask if she could set down for a few minutes that she had been on her feet ever since she got their. We chatted a little, I told her my name was Merl and...

Hey, Leah! I opened the door to see my new friend waiting, with her black backpack, ready for another round of fun. I looked over my shoulder to look at where Tim was sitting on the couch. It didn't seem like he was very excited. Well, that only made it more fun for Leah and me! For the past few days, Tim's schedule was to wake up, go to school, then come back to the dorm room where Leah and I could do whatever the hell we wanted to him. Then, we left him in his room to do whatever he...