Dylan’s and Tori’s lust filled moans snapped Stacy out of her grim fantasy of ending her life, her skin crawled at the thoughts that had just invaded her head. Stacy felt broken, she wanted to die, but there was still this sad sense of… Hope? No, it wasn’t hope, but something was keeping her alive. Stacy just sat there, her eyes red after the past hour of crying, they finally stopped with a heavy sob as she wiped her gunk laced face.
Stacy truly thought Dylan had loved
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By: radmann
Favorited: 4 years ago
Stacy was the definition of perfection, the type of girl who your parents would be more proud of than their own son, even though she wouldn’t want you to feel that way. Stacy was the type of girl every guy in American dreamed of marrying one day and starting a family with. Stacy was tall, smart, athletic, good looking: The whole package. It was a lovely Sunday afternoon, with the sun shining calmly through the upstairs window of Stacy’s room. While the light would usually wake most people
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By: radmann
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Alan stood there, shaking slightly due to the cold breeze swirling around him, the nip from the mountain air chilling him to his thin skinned bone. Alan was thankful he didn’t have to shield his eyes from any shining sun as he looked up at the slowly descending airplane, but he would rather have that than get frostbite. Alan’s imagination went all over the place as he thought about what sort of person would be arriving and taking the position of his insanely wealthy boss.
Alan ha
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