When I told Jeff and Heather they too where overjoyed. Both will be at the barbecue.
I had to call Kalley and have her come home early. When asked Why. I told her, it was for her sister wedding reception. Then I told her what happened. She said she would be home on Saturday.

Greg called his mom in Florida. An told her what was going on. She finally realized what he was talking about. She couldn't make the event on Sunday. She will however be damn sure to be their for the wedding.

Just like Auntie- ep5

DISCLAIMER: These events are not real, they are just stories

I know a few of you were looking forward to this episode. I hope you enjoy reading.

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The House

By Dawn Natelle

The promised new arc. And I know how much you all like a good cliffhanger: Dawn

Chapter 32 – The Chip Truck, part one

Dary was looking after the babies on the front porch in the late April sun. A vehicle sped into the lane. It was a van with a huge graphic of a clown on the side, with the words Walter’s Chips at the top. The van stopped, and a chubby native girl stepped out, holding a small child.

CHAPTER 59
Dad dropped me off, as requested, and I took a seat and another rehydration cuppa in the little café across the road from the safe house. Out with the mobile.

“Morning, Di! Bright and early after last night, aren’t you?”

“It wasn’t that heavy a night!”

“Says Queen Karaoke the first!”

“Shit. Was I that bad?”

You’re My Bitch Now

Part 10

Rick had closed his eyes as he began to lick the girl’s toes, but he opened them again as he felt a tug on the collar. Looking up he saw Rhonda had passed the lead to the Asian girl who was pulling him towards her, She had spread her legs wide and he could see her pussy glistening in front of his eyes. She wrapped the lead around her fist and pulled his head right between her legs until his nose was touching her pussy.

Blowee

It was later. The world was a long way away from wherever I was at that second. It was like looking at everything through a wide angle lens. Even my hands were several feet away from me. Only they were right there too.

Just Like Auntie- ep3

DISCLAIMER: None of the events are real, just stories.

This is my frav ep so far. Let me know what u think. Still only my 3rd piece of writing tho

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I roll over as I'm being nudged by my cousin. "Hurry up, we overslept".
I hopped out of bed and quickly put my school uniform on. I look in the mirror and quickly take my hair out of whatever she did to it yesterday.

DISCLAIMER: These are not real events, these are indeed story's

This is also my first time publishing so have at it and feel let me know how I'm doing.

Ep2/3 is where things get interesting

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Greg abandons his plan to modify his relationship with Tracy when she gives him a taste of good things to come.

Webster’s dictionary defines Speed as the fallowing: the rate of change of position along a straight line with respect to time over a set distance. In other words, the quicker you can get from one place to another. The question is what do you, do when your family has spent the last two generations in search of ways to accomplish this goal faster and faster. Would do you do when the family business is the search for more Speed. For Robert ‘Robby’ McGuire the answer is easy. You grab your sister and strap on a pair of Formula One racecars then go for broke.

Caroline watches as Laila and Julie walk into the school Bart enrolled them in on his returned from England. The girls have adjusted going to an American private school. Caroline made sure the nurse at the private school knew Laila was a type 1 diabetic and that her insulin was watched. Julie was given a full physical by Caroline and put on the proper dosages of estrogen and androgens. Caroline was watching her oldest daughter and making sure she behaved like a girl. There were a few times she had to lecture Julie about being tarty in how she dressed.

Exploring the abandoned lab of a mad scientist, what could possibly go wrong?

CHAPTER 58
Blake was snoring, and he did smell rather strongly of stale beer. I was fuzzy-headed, to say the least, and while I dearly wanted more sleep, there was an urgent demand from my bladder I couldn’t defer. I realised I had rather overdone it the night before, and had a sudden shiver of shame and guilt as to how Dad must have felt on seeing and hearing me in what must have been quite a state of drunkenness.