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AMBA VIRANI'S BIRTHDAY ------------------ What a memorable day at "SHANTINIKETAN"! As Mihir strolled inside the room, Amba Virani, his grand mother was standing in front of the mirror revealing her back to him. 'She still looks hot at 62', Mihir told himself with a secret smile. She was...
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God, I felt good after that shower. I stood naked in the room wiping myself dry, looking at my reflection in the mirror. It was around 9:30 pm and I was planning to get an early sleep. As I bent down to dry my toes I noticed shadow movements from under the room door and I sensed someone's...
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The story is based on true incidents and I have used English throughout, although a lot of the spoken language was local (Tamil and/or Malay). I have used Tamil words when they have a significant meaning, but otherwise English rules. One has to realise that this event took place in the mid-70's...
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Sitting at her desk, Maria thinks that is not the life she thought she would have when all of this began. Thirty-nine years old, a professor of English Lit., one failed marriage, three children, and now her engagement to Steven is close to being on the rocks. All because of her addiction to him...
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Let me introduce myself. I'm James Simon, Jimmy to most people. I'm the geek you always knew in high school. You know who I mean.. The scrawny kid with the glasses and unkempt look. The one who always tried to blend into the wall so you'd never see me. The kid who was 5'5" and weighed a buck...
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People tend to think that death is final. That when you kick the bucket, you either go to Heaven or Hell. Then again, there are some who believe you keep getting reincarnated again and again until you get it right, whatever "it" is. And then there are those who say when your time's up, that's...
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Let me begin by introducing myself. My mother and father named me Thomas Martin Kendricks, though I haven't gone by the name for a very long time. Be that as it may, I just go by Tom. Well, part of the time that is. I also go by another name. Mary to be exact. No, I'm not a cross dresser or a...
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My name is Erika Davenport and this isn't my story, though I am a large part of it. No, this is my child's story. My child is my life, as it usually is for single parents. I got pregnant at an extremely young age and ended up marrying the father. We weren't forced into it at all, because we...
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I'm dead. No I'm not writing this from beyond the grave. Obviously I'm not really dead, but pretty much anyone who's ever known me thinks I am. So how is it that they think I'm dead when I'm clearly not? That, my friend, is a long story. So if you're curious, and you do seem to be curious...
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They say that all's fair in love and war. Well, I certainly disagree with that. There's absolute nothing fair when it comes to love. And when it comes to war, those who can gain an advantage in any way they can, they'll use it. I certainly did. Fuck being fair about it. All thanks to a woman who...
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Ashley Bennett is a good neighbor. Ashley is the type of neighbor every neighborhood should have. Whenever a new family moves into the neighborhood, she is there to greet them, usually with a casserole or a plate of sweets. It's old fashioned, but she feels it helps to grow the family feeling...
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I sit here quietly in my bed, looking out the window. I enjoy seeing the birds flitting about, flying, landing on the feeder that's hanging from the tree. I hear someone come into my room and say good morning to me. She has a very sweet voice. I look over to her and she calls me "Anna". Is that...
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First an introduction, I'm Ray Granger. 38 years old, unmarried, entrepreneur, and a fairly decent guy.... well, mostly. I stand at a 6' even, a solid 180 lbs., shaved head, black eyes, and I'm sporting one hell of a big dick, too, at 9", about as thick as a water bottle. Now I say all of that...
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My family had been planning the trip to Bali for months. My two older stepsisters were the ones who had insisted on it, and my stepmom had championed their cause. They sent my dad and me non-stop Instagram posts from the beaches of Bali, wind sailing videos. In the case of my two stepsisters who...
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I woke with a smile on and nothing else, after my exhausting evening. Bonnie passed out atop her sheets spread-eagle and I’d been left to escort Victoria out by myself. The blonde made him promise she would get another solo performance before the summer was out and waltzed off with an airy...
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I woke the next morning and lay in bed for a long time, remembering the night before. If not for the fact the towel I’d worn away from the hot tub was still draped over my computer chair, and my dick was sore from overexertion, I wouldn’t have believed it had really happened. The sounds of my...
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The hardest thing about living with two gorgeous stepsisters is hiding all the erections. It would be easier if they had any shame in the house, but they both insisted on prancing around in panties and crop tops. Only pulling on shorts or a sleeved t-shirt when their mom yelled at them. Bonnie...
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Growing up the son of a billionaire wall street titan might sound like a fantastic childhood, but let me assure you, mine was anything but father was an odd person, and that’s putting it mildly. When he passed, the world lost a great man, and I lost a father, but I gained so much more than I...
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The first time I heard Dillon’s music, it changed everything. I was wandering through the halls of our church an hour after service. My mind wandering just as my feet were, fantasizing of a better life as I often did, and avoiding the stares and glares of the Sunday School mothers. I had twenty...
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My stepmom blamed herself for the accident, no matter what the officers told her. She was driving me to baseball practice, and we’d just crossed Main street when a car shot out of the cross street, running the red light at full speed. All I remember was the screech of steel and impact of the...