Cheater
Aaron sat the bed and felt two new sensations: his tits were hanging out and he felt an emptiness where his cock used to be. Forget the tickling hair.
Aaron sat the bed and felt two new sensations: his tits were hanging out and he felt an emptiness where his cock used to be. Forget the tickling hair.
Jack, Tom, and Paul had all been members of a white nationalist terrorist group who had killed more then three dozen people in a series of terrorist attacks, including the bombing of a church and the assassination of a man who was respected as a truly good man. The FBI had been on their trails for weeks and finally caught up to them at a safe house. In the ensuing gun battle, all three were killed.
(From left to right)
Caleb had been heading through Europe the summer before he was to start his junior year college classes. He had managed to save up enough—and gotten some help from his parents—-to pay for the trip. All was well until he arrived in Brussels.
Nate wanted to play a varsity sport in college. Specifically, he wanted to play volleyball. Unfortunately for Nate, the college he was attending may have been small, but volleyball was one of the bigger sports on campus. The school wasn’t very large and knew full well that there was no way they could compete with larger, richer schools in major sports such as football or basketball so they focused on other sports. As a result the school focused on other, more minor sports.
Jennifer uncomfortably ran her finger along her chin as she watched the guys stretching and throwing. She remembered that ritual all too well. Back before she’d been sent to Aunt Elise’ house, that was.
Dale wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer. He couldn’t understand why his oft stated personal policy that a girl was good for “cooking, cleaning and kids” hadn’t gotten him a girlfriend yet. After yet another date went wrong halfway through he’d retired to the bar to bemoan the state of events. Little did he know that the girl he’d just pissed off was a witch. She’d heard his drunken rant and decided to help him out.
Beth grinned as she cupped “Maria”‘s tit. Not that she really seemed to notice—she was too busy bouncing up and down on Kev.
“You…you bastard!” Tony winced. “Babe, I didn’t—” “Didn’t what, Tony!? Didn’t know what she wanted to do? Didn’t see what she was getting at? I asked you not to go back to that gym! I knew this would happen!”
“Jason! I’m back man! I bought the shit you wanted!” Todd yelled as he walked in the doorway. “Jason?”