The master of the manor at Crowley, in Devon, England, of the 1880s, has a fetish for fourteen-year-old stable boys recruited from the fields. There's a new crop of them every year, and using a riding crop is another one of Sir Stanley's fetishes.
When I agreed to a chill weekend at my best friend's place, I didn’t expect his older brother Dylan to be back—or to look like that. I should’ve looked away. I didn’t.
'Plain Janes' are not always what they seem. Some have been tutored by relatives who remain in the background, waiting to receive victims into a contrived web.
Randall wanted something yummy, so he decided to go to a restaurant. Little did he know that he would find something even yummier than he had expected. Prepare your appetite for some Chicken and Waffles. ;)
A Bad place to live. (4) Hi there, Nat again, I know, I'm here so much just telling my crap, I'm sorry. I hope you know who I am, if you don't feel free to read the previous stories of "A bad place to live" If you're lazy, just lets say. When I was young my parents had a car accident, they both died, I survived. My aunt Helena took care of me... Yes, in her own way, she hates me, but she loves her two sons, Thomas and David. I consider myself as a modern Cinderella, being the last one on the household.
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