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The ghost before I finish this lame sentence! If I had a dollar for every time I saw you

Before either of them could say anything, a man in a long trench coat approached, seemingly from nowhere. He wore a nicely pressed slimfit suit, and a long grey trenchcoat hung from his broad shoulders. His face... wait, he had the head of a dog! Yes, why his head was a british bulldog head with...

I don't actually like the fact that this is my fetish... but snuff. (As long as it is obviously fake and the girl likes it)

Robert blinks. Surely the man was just there?! But he's gone now. Somehow, as soon as they touched, the man in yellow disappeared. Even the smell was gone! How is this possible? Robert turns to Sarina, stumbling to figure out what to say to her

A sudden dread wells up inside Sarina. She doesn't know why, but she feels like she must rush to the young man who glances at her worriedly. She begins to walk quickly towards him and then breaks into a run, trying not to scream.

(Side note this is fun Jinxy!)

Robert knows something's wrong. He feels... On edge every time he looks at the yellow tweed jacket man. It's almost as if he can smell him from the End of the Street. The sickly smell of rotting roses. The man in yellow begins to follow the young woman, and Robert forgets all about his friend...

Robert soon begins to notice the worried glances of Serena. Although he doesn't know her, he feels worried for her safety. Then, out of the blue Serena locks eyes with the Man in the Yellow tweed jacket. And then she looks away. What?! She didn't do anything. She acted as if nothing. was...

Talk

Any takers?

Dirty laundry

I'm back at it again haha. Does anybody want to have some fun sexting? I'm very descriptive, and can do role-play, be your daddy, or try anything else :-) it can be just text, or we can send each other pictures or video as well :-) I'm looking for a good sport who wants to have some fun...

But in the light What good is a fight? Brave fighting men have said, Better off living than dead, They laugh off the cares of the day; But at night they lay in bed Bodies soaked in dread Imprisoned by the words that they say; Not today; please God; not today!

"It was an illusion, don't you see?" Robert snapped out of his train of thought. "I'm sorry, what?" He muttered back, embarrassed . Robert's friend Tony began to babble on again about some book he had read the other day. Robert nodded, saying the appropriate comments at the appropriate...

A confidant woman to play with