Maa Ki Majburi 8211 Lala Ka Tharkipan
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Good morning, welcome to creative writing 101, I’m Professor Donlon. You’re here because you have aspirations, you want to be a successful, published author. Many of you believe you have the talent to be an acclaimed novelist. I’m here because I’d like to see you achieve those objectives.’ Looking at the professor I could think of many objectives I’d like to achieve with him. My radar never failed me. An older, intelligent man who wanted to teach me things I didn’t know, that could be more...
The wiltering shades of russet and brown leaves gently swayed their way to the ground as the moist, cool autumnal air crept through the bustling crowd of students.Lost in the noise of their summer stories hordes of teenagers were eager to exaggerate their adventures to their friends. While others chose to drown out the existence of their pathetic peers, turning up their isolated music that blasted from their headphones, trying their best to avoid human contact as they hurried their way to the...
AnalThe cab door opens and out pops a sleek black umbrella. Layla can hear the pouring rain beating on the top of it as she pulls herself out of the cramped cab after a long day at work. She looks up gazing at her new apartment admiring its modern exterior before she quickly runs for the door almost forgetting about the downpour taking place around her. As she sprints for the door, her umbrella cutting through the wall of raindrops, she feels the puddles splash on her shoes soaking her medical...
LesbianEarly that chilly morning, Kevin Hamm decided to check his video message app while waiting on the bus for work. The six-foot-one-inch, solid husky built brown-skinned brother went brick hard as he watched the vixen on the screen shake her round and ample bubble butt. The angelic voice called out, “Don’t you just love this tight pretty juicy ass, Daddy Superman? It’s all yours. Bend me over and fuck me deep just like a real bitch! Your little naughty bitch. All yours.”Kevin sent back a text...
Layla was a young stay at home mother. Her fiance Nathan was a succesful manager for a busy airline and worked just about all day every day. Layla and Nathan had a very loving relationship but she felt like something was missing, some thing hasnt been right for a while now. There was no romance, there was no excitement. Sex for them was the same every time and between his busy schedule and their daughter sleeping with them all of the time, it wasnt often that they had a moment to be intimate...
EroticA Series of Short StoriesbyJenni GeeLAYLA CALLSI almost leap out of the chair at the sound of the door chime; who the hell can this be? Stuffing my cock back into my pants and the Playboy magazine under the cushions I make for the door. "Hi ya Mark, Nichole in?" It’s Layla one of my wife’s many female friends. I’m sure that Nichole had told her friends that she would be away for a week. "Erm... well..." I stuttered "Don’t I get to come in?" Layla looks past me into the living room. "You got a...
Straight Sex“Go answer the door and find out”, she said. I asked if I should dress first, but her eyes told me no. Walking to the door with high anticipation, my mind raced at what was in store for me. Layla stopped me, told me told me to close my eyes and open the door. I looked her in the eyes, with my hand on the knob, closed them and opened the door. I was pushed into the room, told by a female’s voice to keep my eyes shut, if I knew what was good for me. Her hands kept pushing into my chest and I...
EroticOne morning Layla was going out for a walk. Her neighbor Calvin gets up every morning like clock work, and Layla wasnt going to miss a chance to have her whistle at her and check her from head to toe. Layla wasnt used to getting attention from any one but her fiance, and even these days that was coming in moderation that was unacceptable. So she put on her cutest pair of short running shorts and sports bra tank top, grabbed her ipod and headed out the door to stretch about 5 minutes before she...
MasturbationPrincess Layla Princess Layla Clara stared at her book.? What she was reading didn't matter because it was only a pastime activity.? The text seemed like only empty sentences because she was waiting for something.? In 20 minutes she would need to serve Layla, her princess.? Her one and only Princess. The Princess needs to go to bed early because she is still young and needs a lot of sleep.? Oh, how she admires Layla?s soft skin and her pretty sweet face.? There was no doubt that...
Gaon ka gunda Lala Bhaiya meri Maa ko buri nazar se dekhta thha. Meri Maa ka rang gora aur sharir bhara hua hey. Maa ki Chuchiya aur gaand dono bari mast hey. Ek din Bapu shahar giya hua tha.Maa akeli thi ghar pe. Mey school gayi thi aur jaldi chutti hone ke baad ghar ki aur chal padi. Mey ghar par pahuchi to dekhi ki Lalaji ki jeep bahar khari hey.Mey piche ke darwaze se ghar ke andar gayi to dekha Maa petticoat aur blouse me ghutno ke bal bath kar bartan saf kar rahi aur unke thik peeche...
In high school I was quite popular and had a lot of friends. I danced and because of my dancing my ass was tight and round and all the boys could not keep their eyes off of it. My names Bailey, I have long brown curly hair, unique one brown eye and one green eye, i'm 5'6 and 115 pounds with full C breasts. As I was saying, I had lots of friends in high school but I had my best friend, Layla... Laya was so sexy. And everyone knew it, especially her. She's 5'8 120 pounds with sexy blonde hair and...
LesbianIt was a few years back when I noticed my 'interests' were getting more deviant. At that time I met a girl, well, woman. She was just over 30, I was 23. Impressed by her confidence and looks I felt intimidated. Working in the same grocery store, there was no escaping this captivating creature. Blonde hair, blue eyes, a smile to die for. Her body was curvy, hips, tits and a round ass. A woman. Not like those girls I was used to.'Layla' and I had to work late most of the week. And in our talks...
“He dumped me because he found someone else, he said its cause I’m fat and ugly and she’s beautiful” I was shocked at this, Layla wasn’t the skinniest of people, she was curvaceous but nowhere near fat. She was also gorgeous, she had such a cute, innocent face and bright blue eyes that made her look angelic. She had long blonde hair that had a natural wave to it, which was shockingly different to my straight brunette hair and dark eyes. “Hes an idiot, your absolutely gorgeous!” She didn’t...
When I was in my twenties in the late 1970's I started working in London and soon discovered the delights of adult cinemas. In those days there were about twenty, mostly in Soho, but my favourite one was near City Road on the edge of the business area. I spent many hours sitting in the dark and wanking, always hoping that a couple would come in and allow us to watch them fucking or even better to let us join in. Unfortunately this was very rare. I had once been wanked off by a kind bespectacled...
When I was in my twenties in the late 1970's I started working in London and soon discovered the delights of adult cinemas. In those days there were about twenty, mostly in Soho, but my favourite one was near City Road on the edge of the business area. I spent many hours sitting in the dark and wanking, always hoping that a couple would come in and allow us to watch them fucking or even better to let us join in. Unfortunately this was very rare. I had once been wanked off by a kind bespectacled...
A Series of Short Stories by Jenni Gee LAYLA CALLS I almost leap out of the chair at the sound of the door chime, who the hell can this be? Stuffing my cock back into my pants and the Playboy magazine under the cushions I make for the door. ‘Hi ya Mark, Nichole in?’ It’s Layla one of my wife’s many female friends. I’m sure that Nichole had told her friends that she would be away for a week. ‘Erm… well…’ I stuttered ‘Don’t I get to come in?’ Layla looks past me into the living room. ‘You...
Jeffery rubbed his throbbing member and plunged his fuck stick into the soft, fertile soil. He thrusted it deeper until he couldn't stand the burning sensation any longer...the grass must have been fertilized earlier. He rinsed off with the garden hose and his balls shriveled up like dehydrated prunes. He made his way over to the zucchini patch to indulge in his homosexual desires and savagely unrooted a thick bulging specimen of vegetable fuck and proceeded to ram it vigorously into his...
FetishThe nights on the road get very lonely as a business traveller. Night after night of eating at restaurant after restaurant grows tiring. The comforts of home, being able to cook my own meals, using my own bathroom, sleeping in my own bed, most people take these things for granted. I long for them. On a trip to Illinois, I found myself in a small town. I was not aware of the size of town I was headed for, or what was in store for me there. Pulling into town the city limit sign stated the...
EroticThe cab door opens and out pops a sleek black umbrella. Layla can hear the pouring rain beating on the top of it as she pulls herself out of the cramped cab after a long day at work. She looks up gazing at her new apartment admiring its modern exterior before she quickly runs for the door almost forgetting about the downpour taking place around her. As she sprints for the door, her umbrella cutting through the wall of raindrops, she feels the puddles splash on her shoes soaking her medical...
Groping each other sexually all the way to the hotel had gotten both of us quite worked up. My cock was still stiff in my pants straining for release. I struggled to retrieve the key from my shirt pocket, not an easy task when you are being held as tightly as possible to her heaving chest. We enter my room; my personal items and dirty clothes were strewn all around, as I do not usually expect company in my room. Layla ripped off her jacket and mine in a flash. She jumped on me wrapping her legs...
EroticMorning came, and the memories of the night before flashed through my mind, as my first waking breath smelled her musky perfume mixed with the aromas of our sex. Her head was on my shoulder and her arm draped across my chest, both of us still in our birthday suits. Her heavy breathing told me that she was still in need of more sleep. I arose from the bed and headed for the shower. The hot water beaded down my skin, dripping off the end of my dick. I basked in it, slowly turning up the heat,...
EroticIn high school I was quite popular and had a lot of friends. I danced and because of my dancing my ass was tight and round and all the boys could not keep their eyes off of it. My names Bailey, I have long brown curly hair, unique one brown eye and one green eye, i’m 5’6 and 115 pounds with full C breasts. As I was saying, I had lots of friends in high school but I had my best friend, Layla… Laya was so sexy. And everyone knew it, especially her. She’s 5’8 120 pounds with sexy blonde hair and...
My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...
u come out from a shower with jst a towel on u... saying in a naughty way that u jst shave it ;) me... without a word i take my shirt and my short... be naked in bed... u laught and throw that towel... then jump nxt to me ♥ I leaned over ur face and gently kissed ur sweet fresh cheeks... then lightly i put my lips on urs which was so hot and sweet... after many crazy kisses and some frenshy which was realy enough to make my dick go up... oh... i moved my lips down to ur neck... many little...
an hour later I was standing outside the cottage door in an ill-fitting grey girl scout uniform complete with hat, carrying a Tupperware box. The door opened: Mrs Robertson stood there. Up close she looked really attractive: perhaps a little younger than fifty after all, with large breasts, short hair done up in a bob and very white skin but with two lovely blushing cheeks. She wore a dressing gown: beneath I saw she was in lingerie but she pulled the robe together, folding her arms and looking...
A few well calculated blasts halved the large analingus biting Cpt. Stella's prolapse and making the amazon roar in range and pain. Her destroyed guts stopped shooting out eggs while the remaining four large worms roamed around their mistress in a rush to recover. While Eleen was trying to kill the last super aliens without harming the Brazilian, an 10 inch wide analingus shoot out from ambush under the ground slime and attacked the instructor's rear. It charged into the wide...
Marnie was my age, eighteen, but looked a lot younger: she had barely any boobs, which I noticed when we showered after lacrosse. She didn’t have many hairs down below, either – just like me. Maybe that’s why we clicked: we both looked younger and more innocent than we really were. Because Marnie certainly was no innocent: one night I caught her in an empty classroom frigging herself as she looked at a lingerie catalogue. I closed the door and we never mentioned it again, but nor did I mention...
STARTING OVER -or- I CAN'T GO BACK TO YESTERDAY, BECAUSE I WAS A DIFFERENT PERSON THEN "Ladies." The Drama teacher clapped her hands to call the class to order. The girls had all been working in small groups to this point. "Ladies, please!" She clapped again and the girls all became quiet and turned their attention towards the teacher. "Thank you, ladies. I want to introduce a new student who has just moved here from Worcester, Massachusetts. This is Miss Bianca Foley." The girls...
DEALING WITH REALITY -or- HER MIND HAD GONE DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE "Ok," the assistant director called through a megaphone, "I need all the background performers to report to desk by the entrance to the school to check that your paperwork is all in order. Actors with unnamed characters, that includes boys numbers one through twelve, I need you to report to my assistant who is waving, over to your left, and I need the characters of Pitcher, Catcher, Umpire, Ronny, David, Peter and Alex...
THE WORK OF BEING A STUDENT AND AN ACTRESS -or- ONLY THE INSANE EQUATE PAIN WITH SUCCESS All three of them slept throughout most of Sunday. Ed was exhausted because he had been at the shoot all night, Rose was exhausted from waiting up for John and John was exhausted from a long morning of shooting and a long night of dancing and romance. Rose turned on a Rom- Com in the afternoon and they all slept in front of it. Dinner was a call to Uber and an order from Chic-Fil-A in the TV...
FINDING HIS WAY -or- WHO, IN THE WORLD, AM I? When his alarm went off on Thursday morning, John had a hard time opening his eyes. He'd been on the set till 10:00 on Tuesday and Wednesday night and the schedule was catching up with him. He kicked the blankets off of himself, trying to make the morning coolness wake him, but it wasn't happening. His eyes just didn't want to open. The work on the set had been very rewarding. Since the exteriors on Tuesday, everything he'd worked on...
FINDING A NEW PATH -or- SHE GENERALLY GAVE HERSELF GOOD ADVICE "Oh, my God! He's gorgeous!" Annie's voice came through the FaceTime connection on John's phone. "You dated that guy!?" Cassie was incredulous! "You're not even a star, yet!" She teased. "You shouldn't be able to get a guy like that until you're a mega-star! Like Jennifer Lawrence, or something!" John giggled. "I didn't 'get' him! We just went to the movies together." "And homecoming!" Cassie corrected. "Yeah,"...
A MORE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND -or- I WONDER IF THE SNOW LOVES THE TREES AND THE FIELDS THAT IT KISSES THEM SO GENTLY? "Ok, let's hold up for a few minutes, guys," one of the panel of publicity people from the production company, ABC headquarters and The Disney Company stopped the mock interview. "Ed, you have to make your stories more concise. If you make them long, you'll be interrupted by the host. You've heard how Don tells a story, right? Quick, funny, short? That's what you need to...
MEETING EVERYONE'S EXPECTATIONS-or- I KNEW WHO I WAS THIS MORNING, BUT IVE CHANGED A FEW TIMES SINCE THEN "We're with Don Ferry's party," Ed told the Maitre'd at the posh country club. Ed was looking dashing in his dark blue suit, crisp white shirt and red tie. Behind him, in pretty, flowered dresses, Rose and John looked lovely. "Ah, yes, this way, sir, ladies." The thin, dapper, middle aged man said as he led them into the elaborately decorated dinning room. Dark wood,...
THE PRETTY LITTLE GIRLFRIEND -or- 'TIS LOVE, 'TIS LOVE, THAT MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND! "Are you ready to see your 'Alice,' Mr Mad Hatter?" Joanne called down the hall to Blaine. "I'll be right out!" he called back. "I'll meet you in the living room." "Ok," Joanne was in heaven. Having a girl to fuss over seemed to be a source of absolute joy for her. "Come on, dear, just down the hall, to the right." As they entered the large room with the sectional sofa and what had to be...
STRUGGLING -or- IT WOULD BE SO NICE IF SOMETHING MADE SENSE FOR A CHANGE "No, Blaine, I'm not 'sick,'" John sighed as he spoke into his phone to a very concerned young man several miles away. "Please, I really don't want to talk about this over the phone. We have the long weekend coming up, so let's meet for breakfast on Friday morning - my treat. After breakfast, we can have a long conversation. Then we can go to the airport to pick up my friends from Massachusetts that afternoon....
ENDINGS AND BEGINNINGS -or- NOTHING WOULD BE WHAT IT IS, BECAUSE EVERYTHING WOILD BE WHAT IT ISN'T "LAPD is ready to make their move," Hank told Ed as they ate their breakfast in a luxurious restaurant near the studio. "If they just had the video from the other night, she'd be getting arrested. With the evidence we sent them, she's facing a long, long sentence." Ed nodded. "Good. Maybe the girls at that school will be safe now." Ed used his fork to separate a section of his egg...
SETTLING INTO A NEW LIFE -or- IF I HAD A WORKD OF MY OWN, EVERYTHING WOULD BE NONSENSE "Wake-y, wake-y, eggs and bac-y!!" Ed laughed as he clapped his hands loudly to wake up the five girls and John who were sprawled on inflatable beds in the living room. "What time is it?" Annie groaned. She'd had a long day the day before - the excitement of her first time traveling without her mother, the hustle and bustle of the airport, the time change and the excitement of being in...
JUST BEING BEBE -or- HOW DO YOU RUN FROM WHAT'S INSIDE YOUR HEAD? Monday morning and Rose, Ed, Kylie and Bebe all had to be on set for 8:30am. It was the last day that Cassie and Annie would be in LA. The early call was to make use of Kylie and John's day off from school. The plan was to shoot just one scene involving all of them, as well as Marion and Don. That should be done by 11:00 or 11:30. All the girls and Blaine were coming to the set to watch, Ed had cleared it with...
COMING TO TERMS -or- MY REALITY IS DIFFERENT THAN YOURS "This is all the information that the studio is releasing at this point." Rita sat at the kitchen table with John seated opposite her and Rose and Ed sitting at the ends of the table. "They're using the writing team from the new Mary Poppins movie for the script, the Lopez's are writing the music and Rob Marshall, who has directed a ton of musicals, is directing. There is no story outline, but Lily James is playing the one of...
GOING HOME -or- MY REALITY IS JUST DIFFERENT THAN YOURS "And going home for the holidays makes you feel...?" Dr Shapiro prodded. John was feeling very stressed. He'd be headed back to Massachusetts for Thanksgiving in a couple of days. It was a short visit, but there was a longer one coming up in a few weeks. "I guess 'apprehensive' would be the best way to describe how I feel." "Because?" "Because, when they came out here for the premier, they acted a...
GOING HOME -or- IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING, ANY ROAD WILL GET YOU THERE "Hi." The woman smiled as she opened the front door of the charming, colonial farm house. "You must be Ed. I've heard so much about you. I'm Eileen, Rosemary's mother. Come right is." "Thank you, Eileen." Ed came in and handed the woman a bottle of rather expensive wine. "Here, I brought this for you." "Oh, well, that's awfully nice of you, Ed. That was t necessary, though, I mean, you and Rosemary...
EXAMINING LIFE -or- CURIOUSER AND CURIOUSER "Have you heard from Nancy since her rehab began?" Dr Shapiro had moved two comfortable chairs over to the window out of which John liked to look during his sessions. She was sitting in one and John sat in the other. "No. They took her phone away. She can't make any calls until the last week." "Are you worried about her?" "Very. Nancy was always so smart and so driven. I never would have thought it was possible for this to happen to...
FAMILY -or- WE'RE ALL MAD HERE "Here is footage of the young star as she joined the band Dusty Rose on stage this weekend at the Staples Center," Austin Meadows spoke under the footage on TMZ's Monday night broadcast. "The starlet wowed the audience when, after thanking the audience for their contributions to The Dusty Rose Foundation, she joined the band to perform the band's first big hit, a cover of Jim Croce's 1973 song, 'One Less Set Of Footsteps.'" They played a ten second...
Charlotte was a pretty, shy girl of about twenty: two years older than me. The older woman! I’d been entranced by her beauty since watching her win the hundred yard sprint on sports day. She had long, blonde hair, pale skin and willowy legs, but also incredibly large breasts. I only discovered this later – she had them strapped down when she was running. There were all sorts of rumours about Charlotte – that she wanted to be a boy, that she was having an affair with a local farmer, and so on....
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
Every year, the DAALS a Black Femdom organization invade a city to form white slave and establish a place where dominant Black Woman could live their life as they see fit. Not all Black women in life are dominant. It's an idea some people love to share even if it's not right at all but there's some with bad intention. Being Dominant don't mean they are bad people, some dominant are great person and treat their submissive the right way but most of the DAALS loved to humiliate their slave...
BDSMAs he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...
Hi, guys. It’s been a long time on ISS. I was away from the city. I hope you did like my other two stories(true incidents) which I had written. This is the next encounter I had with my aunt who was all alone and needed a little love for her. Her name is Bethesda and lived her whole life alone after her husband married another woman. I do have a lust for her and want her so badly. She is 45 years old and looks bomb. She got a good voluptuous body and looks like a brunette. As for me, I’m six...
Incest“Captain!” he screamed, “Need immediate pick up, there was something in the air, spores or pollen or some kind of damn thing that the plants let loose! But it went through our rebreathers somehow! We need to be picked up now! We got to get off of the planet!” “Withers… Your face…” she said back quietly, internally freaking out, “I am fine, I just need to get to the med bay we all do, the doc says he can fix this.” “Withers… ‘code: Six-Four-Seven; If you or any of your crewmembers come in...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestMother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Chapter 1 Rogan was sat inside his flat in Bristol, West of England. He lived on the second floor of a three storey building. He had a lounge, a kitchen with a dining table, a bedroom and a bathroom. Rogan lived alone. He was a man who didn't give a shit about anything. Rogan was 42; physically far fitter than anyone in Britain half or a third of his age, never been married and never had children with any woman, stood at 5'8, bald (he used to have jet black hair but not anymore), the color...
Well, it was on January 7, 2017, on a perfect Saturday morning that Bethesda received a call from her colleague stating they found something new this time and want her to visit her office which is like a museum to me. She called me as I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and told me to be alone for some time because she has to go to an urgent work in her office. I on the other hand, didn’t want to leave her and told her to give me 10 minutes to freshen up and that I too will be coming with...
IncestDot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Flashback of previous encounters. Bethesda : Do you always get aroused when a sex scene comes up? Me : Yeah. Bethesda : What is it you want? Sex? Me: I want you. Just feel the love for me. Flashback continues Bethesda : I’ll do it once. Bethesda : I’m sorry I lied. It’s all because I want to fuck you. Me: It’s OK. I’ll be there for your recovery. Bethesda : That was the best birthday I’ve ever had. Bethesda : You know if this goes out of hands our lives will get stir.. ed. Present day 23...
Taboos have been broken a long time ago. It existed with the gods and ended with human beings. We may have intentions to a particular person. A woman perhaps. Precisely we wanted to know more about having an intercourse with a woman. Be it your sister, mother, MIL, SIL, step-sister, step-mother, Aunt, Relative, Cousins or girls who want to get fulfilled. There are at times women in brothels who intend the same but for money. I have an intention too. Bethesda. Well previously I told you how...
IncestOur Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...