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Heather Hawthorne walked silently with her daughter Ella through Woodlawn Cemetery towards the headstone. It was a chilly late-October day

Scot woke after a sleep filled with the most vivid dreams. As his eyes adjusted to being awake he saw

I was riding home with Sara after a late dinner. We attended the Neighborhood Architectural Control Committee meeting and after

She awoke with a feeling unlike any she had known. Safe, warm, secure and satiated. Still she sported a slight

Cassie was nervous. She was looking at the chat room list, and wondering which room to enter. It was Friday

“Come on, Judy, you know you want to. All those times that you said no, you really wanted to go

She was a middle-aged woman, over weight, shy and lonely. If she let the truth be told, she was horny

Her name is Kat and my god is she hot. She’s the type of girl who wears skirts and heels

There it is. 2815. A two-story with ample property on both sides in a really up-scale neighborhood. It’s only 8:20

The feedback for this story was amazing. Keep it up. Many of you wanted the mother to get involved, sorry