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A Chapter by dw817
But our hero had enough. He quickly reached to the side and took a combination padlock wearing it like a pair of brass knuckles and then bashed in the..
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But I didn't get back on my bicycle immediately. For now I was angry. I knew there wasn't anything I can do in telling the teachers. I did that, the b..
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Frank: "Well he needs to be 18 to enter."
Wayne was quiet just looking at him for a long moment.
Frank shrugged, "If you put him on a leash thou..
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"How old are you, kid ?"
"17." I told him truefully.
"Yeah ? Well this is a MAN'S bar! So for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, I'm go..
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Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory ?
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight,
The withered leaves collect at my ..
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While there weren't any rude pictures there as it was a lot of work even displaying a GIF picture back then, the women who wrote were kinda sweet but ..
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Wayne watched me for a minute. "If you don't want to undress here, we can do so at the lockers."
So saying he took and led me to where the lockers ..
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Yet because of incessant bullying back in school, I suspect I never would pass this important stage of human development and maturity. To leave it beh..
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A Chapter by dw817
The bath salts in the tub foamed up from the water coming out of the faucet, finally he turned it off.
"Okay, David. Do you need help undressing ag..
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I was right back where I had been so many times with bullies back in Middle School, this was not something new to me. But now it wasn't being presente..
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