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Two months before Roban’s sixteenth birthday he woke up in the middle of the night, not sure about the reason but highly alert. He grabbed a sword from his weapons rack and walked to the door of his chamber. Before he reached it the door flew open and two masked men jumped inside. They were clothed in black from head to toe, with short swords in each hand. The first of them sheathed one sword to take something out of his clothes. Roban pinned the man’s wrist with his sword to his chest before...
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Under a cloudless morning sky decorated only by the occasional hawk wheeling high in the air, the Dwarven army marched, the Sorral Plain stretching away to the north and west, and the Emerin Forest looming darkly in the south, the vast wood home to as many myths and fables as there were trees. Riding alongside Noah near the head of the long column of mounted soldiers, Elaina stared off to her left wistfully, smiling sadly as she recalled the long years she’d spent there, alone most of the...
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“Excuse me gentlemen, is there a problem here?” We all turned to look at the source of the question, to find Jerreth standing behind the two men, arms crossed along his chest. His gaze was cool and passive as he looked from person to person. I then looked at each of the men more closely, they were holding pieces of wood, no doubt scraps laying around they felt would work as clubs. “It is none of your business darkie,” yelled one of the men, “our business is with this murderous piece of...
The people present had expected a duel, but what they had seen had been an execution. It was as violent as it was quick. The casual destruction of a human life was shocking to some of them, but the expression on Roban’s and Athea’s faces was the reason for the continued silence. They didn’t show any of the emotions expected of them. Neither relief about Roban’s survival, nor compassion for his dead opponent, not even lingering fury. There was just a happy and satisfied little grin on their...
"My brother and I don't take commands from anyone, no matter if Urgon has the whole godly family as visitors. Urgon's destiny was a certainty the moment he chose to challenge my brother. Your own future doesn't look bright either. Continue to annoy us and you'll make it worse. Now crawl back to your Chieftain and wait for us. We are here and will come to Urgon. That was our decision and we won't change it." Athea proved she could act as overbearing as Iane, not that anyone would have...
"Let me heal him, after that you can beat him up some more," a gentle melodic voice told Athea. Her anger already exhausted, she stopped hitting Roban and simply nodded at Iane. Looking around she saw that most people were still staring at the figure of her brother, wearily kneeling in a puddle of his own blood. The faces showed a variety of emotions; their friends' great relief; the Clan-Chiefs respect and even awe; but the expression of the immortals was one of stunned disbelief, even...
“Ruben! What in the seven hells are you doing? Why did you kill Trent and what do you mean - ‘unless he finds you’?” Ruben wiped the blood off his sword, using the leg of Trent’s pants, as if it were nothing more than an inconvenience. This arrogant display only further angered me, at his disrespectful attitude more so then the heinous act he had just performed. “I am truly sorry, Davik, but he had to die, as do you. I did not want to have to do this, but I do not have any choice in the...
I flashed in and out of consciousness, not sure where I was or what state I was in. I could feel the sensation of being carried, but I was so fatigued I could barely move. I had been fed something to drink and the effects of the poisons seemed to have been lessened by it. The next time I had come back into consciousness, I felt like my body was burning up; I had never felt a fever such as this and I struggled to try and get some help, but my body would not move. I could hear arguing on the...
Lying on the cold tile Paul sucked in gulps of air, trying to steady himself. Rising slowly he washed his mouth out to rid of the taste of bile. His body still ached as if every muscle had been torn and was re-knitting. Paul Lesner now at 18 years of age had always known something was different but it wasn't until feel his body shifting that he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt. He had seen all the horror movies, so he knew what it was. Looking in the mirror on the front of the medicine...
Paul learned what he could from Marcus, before heading home late that night. By the time he got home it was twelve a.m. and he was exhausted from building mental shields from scratch, and practicing his shape-shifting. Much to their dismay he and Marcus discovered that Paul had indeed contracted new strains from animals that had scratched him during the day. By the time they had gone through them all they found: several dog breeds, a few cats, a rat, and finally a ferret which was technically...
2014 “He just disappeared, again!” said Ronald. “Yes, and I have no idea why,” said Stacey. “But, we do,” said James. His new wife looked down. “Huh? What?” said Stacey. ‘“Before we came here today, Jenna and I talked. I’d asked her why her dad hadn’t said that ‘he’ was giving her away. At first she didn’t know, but then she started thinking,” said James. “And,” said Ronald. “Well, Jenna said, that before he went down to get you, Mister Carter, he and Jenna had a few words,” said...
I awoke with no memory of what might have appeared in my dreams, and I was thankful for that. The mixture of the journal contents, as well as somehow reliving Brant’s dreams, was starting to weigh on me. I knew I had to find out what each was leading me to, but I worried what I would be like when I reached the end. I stretched my sore muscles - I would need to get more padding for my bed roll. For now, I would go check my snares for any animals they might have caught, and then collect the...
Violet looked at me for a few moments, her expression never changing and said, “Davik, we need to talk.” “What would you like to talk about?” I asked, gesturing for her to come inside. “You will need to be a bit more specific.” “No, not here,” she replied with a shake of her head. “Let’s talk somewhere more private. This needs to be a talk between you and me, with no one else interfering or trying to give their own input.” I shrugged my shoulders, though I took note of her lack of reply. I...
As I opened the door to a house that I had not been in for nearly nine years, various emotions filled me. The most prominent was the sense of loss that it brought in me; the loss of both my parents and my best friend. Violet should be here with me, helping me through this as she had always done in the past, but she was missing. Having Liza and Lillian was a small comfort and one that I greatly appreciated. I took a deep breath and took a step through the doorway, into the entrance to my...
I entered the smithy and looked around at the interior of the entranceway, trying to appear passive as I looked about the environment I just entered. Since this was a blacksmith shop with no living quarters attached, there was a main entrance where people could place and pick up their orders and the work area itself which was kept separate. There were two young men manning the counter at the far side of the room, which looked no bigger than the waiting room at Ilane’s clinic, as well as one...
While I had seen Lillian change more than a few times now, the change happening to Violet seemed far more violent and painful. The transformation Lillian underwent happened in a matter of moments, one minute she was a human, the next she was a wolf. I had to wonder if this was what occurred during a Voguel’s first transformation as their body shifts and morphs under the manipulation of the curse. It sounded like her bones were breaking with every shift of her body, as her body repurposed...
That same night in Los Angeles, Lisa got home from work at the Denny's at ten. It was raining, though it was not even cloudy when she had gone to work at eight that morning. She was wet and exhausted. All she wanted was to sleep and forget the bills that needed to be paid with the pennies she got paid from her two jobs. She opened the door, threw her purse at the kitchen slash living room slash dining room table, and locked the door behind her. Kicking off her shoes, she began taking off her...
Tim pushed the door open, and stepped into the house. Silently he closed the door and opened his senses. He heard four distinct heartbeats, and smelled some familiar scents. That there was a fourth heart barely made it into Tim's head. He headed directly into the living room, and rounded the corner to the hallway, heading down it to his foster mother's room. He could hear her heart beating, a steady, slow pace. "The bitch is still sleeping he thought to himself." Tim pushed the door open...
The Hunter slowly walked into the room. His hands were at his sides, close enough to his service pistols to enable the quickest draw. The building was an office building, clearly occupied. He had cleared the three ground floors and was entering a basement floor. Twenty five demons had been removed. Twenty two rounds had been fired. Griffin was a legend. He never missed. He never used suppression rounds in his service pistol. Griffin had reached the level where he was not given the high...
Transcript taken from the writings of Sage, Empire VII, Volume XI, Section CLII, "Where does strength come from? Does one draw his power from within? What drives someone onward? How does the will to continue take root? As we said in E IV, V XI, S LLXXXVII, '... it takes drive to accomplish anything. A desire to find answers will lead humanity to its greatness.' Long have I watched humanity, defending from the shadows against those that hunt in darkness. The true power of humanity, their...
Detective Thomas McNelly brought his battered Ford to a stop in front of the apartment building and waited for the engine to rattle itself out before laboriously prying his well over six foot frame from the cramped interior. He was not a handsome man by any common definition of the word. Although still shy of forty, years of caffeine and nicotine addiction combined with many sleepless nights had put gray streaks in his thinning brown hair and had left spiderwebs of lines around his mouth and...
What are the priorities of a man? To whom does he owe duties? You enter a burning building, in it are the man who will discover the cure for cancer and the woman who you love. If you can only save one of them, who do you save? The answers to the right and the wrong of any question are never one hundred percent. The world is grey. At the end of any day, all we can do is hoped we made the right choices, and be resolved to live with the ramifications of those decisions. We throw the dice and...
When Tom exited the apartment building, he was immediately blinded by the flash of more than a dozen cameras. Blinking away the spots of light that continued to swim in his vision, he resolutely waded through the reporters that were closing in on him like a pack of wolves. He winced as they bombarded him with questions concerning the debacle of the previous night. At least, he thought, it seemed from the content of the questions that the cover story was holding up. With a grimace, Tom...
It had been nearly two months since we had left the port town of Iltha’tal and thankfully we had not run into any trouble. We had maintained the schedule of who would travel the forests and who would travel in the wagon. Of those who did travel in the wagon, the driver on duty rotated between everyone and at least one other sat to keep them company. They also kept their eyes on the forest just in case something slipped by the others. Training their skills and accessing their combat awareness...
We arrived at the western encampment a few minutes later. I had been surprised to find the people of the capital forced to live outside the fortified area of the city. What genuinely surprised me was the number of soldiers that were camped outside the core of the city. Based on the Dran’s vanity, I would have assumed he would keep as many soldiers he could between him and any Voguel. My gut told me that these were ones he could not confirm as totally loyal to him. So, under the guise of...
With the meeting concluded, we said our goodbyes to Vestra and planned our next steps. “Well, I am not sure that went very well, but I guess that we will soon see,” I said with a sigh. Janet nodded, “It is done, the next step is figuring out where the Voguel are hiding and launching their attacks from.” “It was easier in Bardack due to the smaller number of Voguel attacks,” I said as I pondered the problem. “You have centuries of such attacks and they keep coming back. We would need to...
Aphronia walked quickly as she made her way through the dark corridors. Her cloak glided through the air as she moved quickly and purposefully through the lair, the swish of her dress caressing her legs as she made long quick strides. Her plan had not gone at all the way she hoped, but she had been able to escape with the knife and had been able to poison those bitches. She had been unsure if their threats had been genuine, but she hoped they enjoyed having their so-called cure fed to them....
I awoke sometime later with Lillian and Janet still in my arms. I looked down to see that their hands were still intertwined. I wished we were done with all this, allowing me to bask in the love and tenderness of the women in my life. I was growing tired of all the darkness and death that seemed to permeate my life, despite my attempts to prevent it. Still, they are the light that has come out of that darkness and I do not think I would do anything that would have kept that from...
I felt odd in a way I could not place and tangled in a darkness I could not fully perceive. As I opened my eyes, I found myself once again within a dreamscape that was not my own. The one I shared with my ladies felt different than the one I currently found myself in. I stretched out with my senses, hoping that they would work here and what I found was peculiar. The environment was strange, with no form other than the dense forest and storm clouds above. It only seemed to stretch out for a...
The seeker was certainly beautiful, I mused, and so easy to manipulate; it was unfortunate she was so high maintenance, or I might have been tempted to have her as an actual partner instead of a thrall. But she wanted to be romanced, and I didn't have time for that shit. Taking her mind had been ridiculously easy; I made Solas tell her he was worried he was possessed, and after she'd expended her powers on the poor mage, I took her while she was helpless to resist, her seeker abilities not...
With the next noble to come to Skyhold, things went differently. Apparently assuming that their male ambassadors were unable to accomplish what they desired because I was also male, the Rivaini next sent a Princess instead. I was honestly surprised Rivain sent anyone, given how they don't believe in Andraste at all, but there she was. Her named was Yanara, and she was dark-skinned and exotically beautiful. She was clearly used to command, but it became obvious in the first few hours that she...
I cornered Morrigan and Leliana shortly after my marriage to talk about the insanely arousing double-penetration that King Alistair had inflicted on Morrigan. I brought Leliana as she was enthralled to tell me the truth, whereas Morrigan had promised to grant me whatever I asked for, but I'd never actually enthralled her. I could have spent the time and forced Morrigan to my will – she'd agreed to that when she first offered herself to me – but I found it far more fun to make her submit...
The Royal party arrives on the northern outskirts of Amarant at 9:15 a.m. The schools are on the city’s edge, just off the second major road from Berana. The surrounding hills are under broad-acre development for a housing estate. Being early they all look over the new primary school. At 9:35 a.m. King Herbert is talking to the parents and teachers while King Edward’s party is walking the two hundred and forty metres to the high school. The parties are only fifty metres apart when the radios...
We woke a few hours later at the same time, which was not surprising. We had slipped into our dreamscape and we had noticed that we would all come out of it at the same time. This occurred every time, and we emerged rested, despite what had occurred. While they had acquiesced to my request for resting, they decided to try and pull us all into their dreamscape. They had succeeded and we were pulled into an accurate facsimile of my bedroom back in Cartha. There were some differences, since the...
Our two-month journey back to the Vishant Capital city was uneventful. There were no attacks or distractions, but the looming threat of our enemy still hung in the air. We worked hard to prepare ourselves for what would occur in the coming days. Endless fighting drills and sparring matches. Some one on one, but now almost all were an eight-person free for all. Lillian would watch and keep track of the hits and wins. Her practice came on our hunts and she reveled in our time together then. I...
“All this time,” I yelled at the top of my lungs. “All these years and it had been you all along. Janet considered you a friend! Her worst enemy and her ultimate target was hiding in plain sight the whole time.” He laughed, “Hiding in plain sight is the best way to do it, boy. I made sure after I killed my cousin to ensure I was in the shadows. Then I appointed that fool to act in my stead, using a link to send messages through. I would be able to relay information and orders for Feror to...
The Indian woman, girl, really, had a bloody crotch, so it was obvious what the Comanches had been doing to her. Otto's stomach turned over when he say how badly the girl had been treated, and he resolved to get her away from the Comanches. His current position had him at a little higher elevation than the Indians' camp, so he could see all around the area. He looked carefully, but he could not see any Comanches, so he figured that he could take the chance of going down there to rescue the...
Legend has it that the first vampire was created in ancient Egypt, born in darkness from a heartbroken Queen’s lust. Dedicating herself to the night, the Queen sought only sexual pleasure and the blood of innocents. In this scene, the Queen and her imprisoned slave mix pleasure and pain, as she cuts him to drink his blood, then takes his hardening cock in her mouth. She slides onto him, rocking as he lies powerless, her chest dripping with lavish gold jewellery. Demanding his tongue against her...
xmoviesforyouMistress Sandra was a beautiful strong, sexy and voluptuous woman with a taste for the sexually exotic and the taboo. She enjoyed examining and exploring her own sexuality with others who were as open-minded as she. Her sexuality was not set in stone and was forever changing and moving in as fluid a way as water. She flowed as easily with male energy as she did with female energy. She was unique and it was for this quality that she was also highly sought after both as a partner and as...
FetishNotification Service 2 - M.C.E. In every age, in every city, there has been the risk of disaster - fire, flood, or plague, there has always been a chance that many could be injured, killed, or have their lives changed forever. In recent times, there has been an attempt to make plans for such disasters, to cope with them, or even to prevent them if possible. So it is with a new disaster looming, a trio of experts from the group called notification service have been called in to prevent...
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‘Look in my eyes. You are getting sleepy. Close your eyes and sleep, sleep, sleep.’ Able to read their reactions better for him to know if they were really hypnotized or just faking it, John decided to try hypnotizing someone he knew already. As luck would have it, he received a call from his big sister’s best friend, Miranda. She bought a new computer and wanted him to install it. Going way back, there was always chemistry between them but with her his sister’s best friend and with her 5...
After I had completely humiliated my cheating wife and her cheating mother in front of our families and friends, I needed to move on with life. The next two months were hectic for me. I had already updated my driver’s license, new bank accounts, changed passwords on so many accounts and changed so many things that a divorced man would do. Still, I was not going to allow myself to stay home and cry. I decided to get out when ever I could. I forced myself to get out. I visited my sister Carol...
This story was just going to be a BTB story, but sorry, I am a romantic and I sincerely believe in people making changes and growing. The characters were slices of different people that I met in real life over my 60+ years, from different generations and cities, but were the approximate age in the story when I met them. I put ‘them’ in this made up situation. The type of people they were at that time I met them really wrote the story themselves. That amazed me, all I had to do is keep up with...
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It was a dark and cold Halloween night and Lydia was walking in an alley outside of her apartment. She was your typical Goth with the white pale skin, black lipstick, and dark mascara. She wore a low-cut black sheer shirt with a red bra underneath that cupped her perky C-cup breasts, and black skinny jeans hugging her every curve. A 21-year-old senior in college and knockout to all straight guys and some lesbian girls, however, she was depressed and alone. Every relationship she had been in...
FantasyOH! GOD DAMN! The sudden jab of pain startled me awake, but waking didn’t lessen the pain. It radiated from the very center of my chest out into every limb of my body. I gasped once for air and felt my ears go numb and every sound disappear. My hair felt like it was standing on end with the electrical force that was frying my head. Shit! Fuck! Stupid son of a bitch! Stop it. Stop the pain. Jesus Christ, don’t do this now. I can’t stand it. I knew tears had puddled in my eyes because I...
He'd been on the streets for two weeks, keeping to back alleys to minimize the chance that he'd run into another person, but there was no getting away from the scent of blood. He smelled it everywhere. The closer he was to that scent, the colder he felt, and the hungrier he became. Two weeks now since it all started. Two weeks of fighting the urge. A third week wasn't in the cards. In a few more nights, it would all be over, one way or another. He crouched in an alley, staring at his...
I'm Sadie, and I'm a cute half-Japanese girl with pigtails and high aspirations, and I'm also an independent sociologist. I'm just naturally a curious person I suppose, and am especially interested in sexual events, especially of the random sort, from a sociological context. I've also had my own share, but this isn't my life story. This is a particular story of a study, my quest to gain information, in my trusty Red Notepad, for independent sociological research. Well, in some ways that's what...
Prologue The drill at my house is that in order to cum, I must first suffer by the cock and balls—no exceptions. Intense application of electroshock is the punishment of choice. You see, I'ma slut, a lifelong CBT slut. I have a sincere passion for watching an attractive woman strip and display her body for me—while I endure intense, nearly unbearable torment of the genitals for the pleasure of masturbating to her. I’m now divorced but when I was married, my ex played with me—harshly—on a...
BDSMI attended one of those hypnosis shows where a hypnotist takes people from the audience and hypnotizes them. Of course, I was skeptical. I figured the people were plants and the whole thing was a ruse. C’mon, seriously, you can’t control someone’s mind by having them look you in the eye, while dangling a shiny object. Much like professional wrestling, there for just the entertainment value, I thought it was all just fake. For those of you who like wrestling, as I do, even though it’s not as...
One day after school let out, Joey was waiting on his sister by the car. When she got there, Cindy seemed unusually apprehensive. On the drive home, his sister did not say a thing, causing him to wonder what was up with her. When they got home, Cindy plopped down in the recliner and had turned on the television. No one else was at home. Joey went to his room and got the little box. He then went back to the den and had his sister look at the Eye. Now that Cindy was in a hypnotic trance, Joey...
This is public. You're walking through the mall when you notice a run down shop. Curious you enter. It's mainly populated with stationary for a student. You notice two note books which seem to pull you in. When you read the titles they say. 'Book of creation' and 'Book of life'. You buy them and go home. You open the notebooks and they each have their 'powers' written in them. Book of creation- If you write the name of any inanimate object it will appear. You may also add properties that have...
Notebooks on Girl-Making by Salomeee Notebook I: Close encounter Chapter 1 It was almost a year since I had moved to Boston, and I wasn't yet fully engaged with the city. It is really a nice and cosmopolitan town and I had lots of things at hand that should have been enough to make me happy: several art galleries beside the one I was working for, museums, exhibitions, and other art schools like the one I was attending to. I felt however that something was lacking in my life, and...
Notebooks on Girl-Making by Salome E Notebook I: Close encounter Chapter 2 It was breaking dawn outside, a dim sunlight starting to paint the streets around the neighborhood, and it was quite cold. I had my clothes just hanging over my body, but I didn't stop until a few blocks away. There were nobody around anyway, a lonesome area and being so early in the morning, so I just walked on and on until I found the first open cafe about two hours later, maybe. It was just to the side of...
Notebooks on Girl-Making by Salomeee Notebook I: Close encounter Chapter 3 Boston was a different city when I got back. Indeed the world was different. It was like I had reborn in a different era. Everything was transformed, of course, by my own inner change. It took a few days for me to realise what was actually happening. Maybe it took even longer for me to stop fretting I'd wake up and find out everything was a wild fantasy. But I finally convinced myself it was not. This was...
Notebooks on Girl-Making by Salomeee Notebook I: Close encounter Chapter 4 Close to where Harry grew up is a road that leads to a place called Horseshoe Bay. There's a highway up high if you're in a hurry, but the low road is slow and winding right along the water. As one drives out to Horseshoe Bay the water is on your left. Vancouver harbor is back behind you and its mostly open water to your left out in the Strait of Juan de Fuca. Just before Horseshoe Bay there's a little cove...
Notebooks on Girl-Making by Salomeee Notebook II: Full time slave Chapter 5 After many days without sleeping, I decided what my future should be. I spent a couple weeks arranging all my job and family affairs, selling my apartment, my old car and everything of value I had. I opened a canadian bank account and dropped all the money there. It was not a big fortune, but enough to help me live for a few years with a cheap job, if I could stop spending money in trivial things....
Notebooks on Girl-Making by Salomeee Notebook II: Full time slave Chapter 6 It was a rainy Sunday, and I couldn't agree with anybody to let me do her shift at the Cafe, so there I was, alone and bored. I wasn't at home very much, so I didn't even have a TV. I tried to keep sleeping until later, but I couldn't. I felt somehow nostalgic and a bit depressed. You know how bad Sundays get when you're alone and had nothing to do. I didn't expect to see you, either, as I know you...
John Doe was a successful agent in Hollywood. He'd been that for years, and enjoyed the job, although that was mostly due to his client being a sexy female celebrity. He remembered when he first got her and made her a success, and he got no thanks for it. He had a huge crush on her as well, but was rejected time and time again, and after that, well, his client chose to be as bitchy as possible to him. That was about to change, however. He was walking through the woods one day and found a...
Mind ControlI got home and walked through the front door to find my husband sat in front of the T.V. I felt like a woman possessed as I approached him and kissed him passionately. ‘How did it go tonight?’ he asked. ‘It went well but right now I need you inside my mouth’ I said smiling. His face lit up immediately. I got down on my knees between his legs and urgently unzipped his pants, pulling them off with his boxers in one swoop. As I took his semi-cock into my warm mouth he became instantly solid. I...
"So how have you enjoyed the process of hypnosis Summer?" he asked.The question was so incongruous that bemusement tugged the corners of her lips, her brows rising slightly."That's a strange question Mark. How have I enjoyed the process of hypnosis? I've never experienced it, so I wouldn't have the foggiest idea what you're talking about."Summer had been delighting in getting to know Mark, their weekly catch up and coffee becoming something that she looked forward to. There was no pretense, no...
Yiming Curiosity is the assistant to a bad hypnotist in Private Specials, Young & Pretty, however given the crazy sexual appetite on this Asian beauty, she pretends to be hypnotised anyway so she can get a good fucking. Watch all the action on www.private.com as Yimming gives in to the demands of her teacher Potro, getting a mouthful of cock and warming up with a sloppy blowjob. Then enjoy Yimming’s tight body and pussy take a hard pounding as this oriental gem moans and screams with...
xmoviesforyouSheri’s husband had lost all interest in having sex with her and wanted a divorce. She really did not care; he was not satisfying her anyway. She had developed a sexual addiction, and her husband was not fucking her near enough. Joey had started the chain of events. He really did not care that she was being fucked. The problem was that it was beginning to affect the whole family. Joey decided he needed to intervene. That evening Sheri was in her room sitting at her dressing table. She had...
When they got to the cabin, Joey got out of the car and told his sister and Billy to get out of the car and go into the cabin. Still being controlled by the Hypnotic Eye, Cindy and Billy did as Joey said. “Billy. You lounge around out here while I take Cindy into the bedroom. Oh, do you have any condoms here? I would not want to knock-up my own sister; for now, anyway,” Joey said, with a big grin. Joey’s beautiful and sexy sister just stood there, as Billy said, “There are some in the...
Mr. Turner, Amy's Intro to Marketing teacher talked about subliminal advertising and how it impacts how people buy things. He explained to the class how we are influenced without even knowing we are, by phrasing of words in a certain way or by visual imagery. Marketing firms create ads with subtle messages that while the conscious mind might overlook, the subconscious mind picks up on. He explained how effective a food commercial can be if you are hungry or if you are looking for a car you...
Kristy laughed along with the rest of the crowd packed into the sloping grassy knoll, which was located in front of the stage at the annual state fair with attendees spread out on blankets and chairs.Up on stage, a hypnotist was going through his hilarious routine with eight volunteers who were now being made to take part in all sorts of ridiculous shenanigans.Kristy had convinced her boyfriend Eric and his best friend Dominic to go up on stage and take part and they willingly agreed to do so...
Delilah Day and her stepbrother Tyler Cruise are looking to purchase a place together. Pristine Edge, their realtor, introduces herself and asks if the stepsiblings are together. They swear they’re just looking for an investment property, but their level of flintiness tells Pristine otherwise. Delilah is also clearly into Pristine, who is definitely vibing with that. Eventually, Pristine shows off the master bedroom and tells the stepsiblings that they can play house all they want, but...
xmoviesforyouShe looked up when she heard the sound of the door open. A middle aged man walked into the shop, carrying a large cardboard box. Clara walked over to greet him. She helped him set the box on the counter and smiled. “Hi! Are you looking to sell?” The man smiled kindly. “Yeah. My mother recently passed away and I was looking to get rid of some old books. No room for them,” he explained, glancing around the shop interestedly. He turned back to Clara. “Sure, we’ll look at these tonight. You can...
A notebook has fallen to planet earth with the ability to change reality. Whatever is written inside changes reality. You can travel through time, change people's fetishes, change laws and rules, change societal norms. Anything you want to become reality can become so. Who will be the lucky person to find this notebook? What will they use it for? They can fulfill their wildest fantasies by just writing in a notebook. They can relive any moment in their life the way they want to live it. The...
“I want your project,” Samuel said out loud as the door closed behind him with a loud click. Startled, Edward slowly looked up at Samuel with a look of surprise on his face that was quickly followed by irritation, “Have you been snooping through my notes?” Edward asked him angrily. For a while, Edward had suspected that someone had been rifling through his papers. It wasn’t anything solid, but all too often things felt a little too much out of place. “Well you can’t have it, as you well...
Darkness fell. Rick sat at his laptop reading student essays. He heard a rap at his door. "Brenda?" "Rick -- have you seen Roger today?" "Yes ... earlier." "He didn't come home for dinner." "He hasn't left for his conference, yet -- has he?" "Conference?" Brenda asked. "What conference?" Rick sighed. "An economics conference in Philadelphia. Didn't he tell you?" "No but he always waits 'til the last minute to break news like that. He knows it upsets me to think...
I think we can all heave a huge and much-needed sigh of relief at the knowledge that we've all nearly reached the end and there isn't much more of this shit. So, splash yourself out a glass of pink poison, give it a little swirl in the glass so it refracts the light, and then chuck it down your throat not letting it touch the sides on its way down. Just consider it a medicinal necessity. And with that, let's go 'to the letter'. Dear Crumbs in the bed Girl,I am fucking a "hot wife" almost every...
Wife LoversMy name is Mayumi Shimazu. I am a chauffeur working for the Takeda family. They are a wealthy family known for their famous jewelry that all the beautiful women wear, and the man behind all of it was Tadakazu Takeda. His son, Kazunari Takeda, is a handsome actor who was featured in commericals for the jewelry, and had a beautiful wife. Her name was Shiori Takeda, and her maiden name was Naoe. She was a geisha and a master of the way of tea, and had a stunning, voluptuous figure. Her breasts...
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