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The Principals OfficeHer name is Erica. she has long black hair that was always in a bun or else flowing down past her slender shoulders. Her skin was pale and her blue eyes set off her thick black eyelashes, that always made her look so innocent. She had long muscular legs, and a perfect waist that made her body curve with grace. She always wore the tightest shirts to show off her perfect and perky 34C breasts.The Principals Office
I walked into my 4th period class late, hot and bothered, for Jason was trying his hardest to get into my panties, and I was just toying with him. I found it fun to give him such a huge hard-on and walk away, but in the end, I also end up te
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Desperate Measures - AkuRokuDesperate MeasuresDesperate Measures - AkuRoku
They say that when you’re dying, your life flashes before your eyes.
Well, that’s bullshit... I certainly don’t see my life right now, and I could use a little entertainment. Where are the pretty colors and lights?
Roxas was sinking slowly. Not any of that metaphorical crap. No, he was most definitely sinking lower into the clear, blue, chlorinated depths of his apartment’s public pool. Not as romantic as the situation really called for, but he had to make do.
The situation hadn’t actually called for him to drown himself at all, actually.
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MH - The Flower Bride p3A sudden loss of balance snapped her out of the hazy dream that was the dance, her feet scrabbling briefly for traction against ground that had jolted out of its proper place. The arm that coiled about her waist was solid and sturdy, yanking her forcibly backward against a body that was firm with muscle and rigid with blazing power, an aura that raged like fire. Still off-balance, she threw out an arm to level herself, and gave a small cry when an ivory hand adorned with tiny cords of twisted gold closed possessively about her wrist. His growl forced the thrumming music into the background the moment it rumbled up from his chest, low and feraMH - The Flower Bride p3
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