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Cara King, an ambitious young woman, meets an older wealthier fox while trying to support herself through college. She gets caught up in a whirlwind romance filled with expensive trips and gifts, but at what cost? Secrets and lies always come to light, and feelings cannot be masked. A story about a young woman falling for father and son, and the battle between following her heart or her wallet.

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When Tim, one day, made the mistake of wearing shorts at school, revealing how sticklike and sickly thin his legs were, one of the many vitriolic idiots referred to them as "spindle" legs. The comparison wasn’t entirely accurate, but somehow the word had a particular connotation of legs that were twig thin, willowy, and bone-like.

Enjoy short stories by Hellen Heels, xoxoxo. “What could it be then? You have discovered the perfect spot for our next vacation”? “Paul. What is wrong with you”? “You said I should guess, baby. That is what I am doing”. “Look, it has nothing to do with me wanting you or our next vacation spot”. “Then what is it”? “It has to do with Carol”. “What could it be that has to do with her? Let me see. Is she about to get married”? “No. Try again”. “She misses her aunt”? “And that is why she came into town to see me”? He shrugged. “Maybe".

Curiosity got mixed with raw fear and it made me speak, although all I could say was, ''Hello?'' I swear to God if anyone had responded, I would have died of a heart attack. Luckily for me, no one did. That calmed me down a bit, but my camera was still on, and, well, that was a problem to me. I had no idea who turned it on, and what was even scarier, who was watching me? I moved a cursor across the screen, and there wasn't an option to turn it off. It was seemed like whoever created this site wanted to see its visitors faces.

Enjoy short stories by Hellen Heels xoxoxoxo. “Move faster”? the woman repeated. “I think you mean jump the line faster. Because that is what you just did. And it is wrong". The man in dread locks made her a face. “Are you angry about it? Do you feel cheated? Okay, why not do your worst and let me see"? The woman stepped forward. But the elderly man held her hand. “Please just let him be. Just ignore him and concentrate on why you are here". “But he jumped the line, sir. He is taking your position".

So it was with a great wave of relief that we approached the scene and found blue flashing lights already throwing their ominous glow on the road when we arrived. Somewhere to the left of where the ambulance was parked, two paramedics were hunched over a figure that had been covered with several of those tinfoil like sheets stopping people from going into shock as a result of exposure to the cold. I remember seeing that small silver mass, a hunched lump like a giant jacket potato and seeing from the bottom left of the mass one perfectly formed female foot.

Big BiIl’s voice was getting louder and louder. I was pretty sure that it was reaching the restaurant and was starting to feel a bit embarrassed since I didn’t want to be a part of the scene he was causing. However, I didn’t not hear anything from inside as I walked toward the hallway. Another crew member came from inside the restaurant and walked past me.

Most often were those inner thoughts that were full of hate. And just like any other ordinary bloke who obtained such remarkable skill, I used it to gain some practical advantage for my daily needs and leisure. With an ability to hear thoughts, winning on a poker game was a breeze. It was quite handy for picking up women, as well, and it was easy to impress other people by presenting it as some kind of magic or a trick.

“I can count several traffic violations that you have committed already, James. And they are all very serious violations.” He stepped forward. “I haven’t committed any traffic violations, officer.” “That is not what I can see right here.”

Thumbelina's a long way from home and on campus, studying hard to find her happily ever after. So, when the Tom Thumb of legend asks her out for lunch and Tinker Bell doesn't approve, does Thumbelina go with her gut, or does she run faster out of college than a jack rabbit? Join this funny adventure when Thumbelina crosses over with Tinkerbell, Tom Thumb, Odette from Swan Lake, and other beloved fairy-tale characters!

You've heard the story of Pinocchio, but have you listened to the story of his daughter, Pinocchia? In this wacky satire, watch as Pinocchio's daughter gets into trouble in a world of smartphones, night clubs and, let's not forget, jackasses! Watch and laugh seeing the adult adventures of Pinocchia as she crosses over with other Fairy Tale characters such as Thumbelina, Tom Thumb, Odette, and many many more!

As he pulled up to the huge gates, one of the security men flagged him down. “Who are you here to see?” “Mrs. Carlson. She is expecting me.” “Who are you?” “My name is Frank. Tell her it is the plumber she called a while ago about a plumbing emergency.” The guard picked up his phone and made a call. As he spoke into the phone, Frank could feel his heart beating excitedly. He was finally going to confirm if the call he received while at home was a prank.

More tendrils wrapped around Pearl and lifted her bodily into the air. She shrieked, but the sound was drowned out by the screaming of the gulls and the deep rumbling from the creature. It held her high up in the air, above that glowing amber eye, which seemed to drink in the sight of the squirming creature in its grip, easily stripping away her defenses. In fact, there almost seemed to be something wise in its lone eye, like it could understand her suffering. Perhaps it was unfair to assign malice to the creature.

I made Tom’s morning tea and chatted with the new intern Nathan in the break room. He was working on a project with Harrison’s team. Apparently, he had pitched an idea to Harrison, and he immediately fell in love with it. Before I could congratulate him, I was summoned by an upset-looking Tom who stood in the doorway.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if Thumbelina, Sleeping Beauty, Tinkerbell, and the Princess and the Pea all hung out together in the same college? Wonder no more! In this funny short story, witness as Thumbelina sees Sleeping Beauty and The Princess and the Pea switch sleep schedules in this wacky comedy.

While the image of Boris Karloff slowly shuffling across the screen with wraps of what looked like toilet paper wound around him may not have frightened me. The less well lit corners of esoteric magic did. As a scholar of history and particularly folklore, I had occasion to research the origins and uses of ritual magic within the Middle Ages. I was stunned by how much of what we think of as "medieval" magic actually finds its roots with the Ancient Egyptians.

Erica's off to Italy , and she's determined to have a little fun on the way! Recently, she's been interested in women and thinks it might be time to experiment. Her online ad for some bi-group fun receives a curious response from a shemale, and Erica gives in to her desires and agrees to meet up with her new Italian T-girl friend.

“So what do you suggest?” “I would refer you to another doctor to assess your case so that -” “But I don’t want another doctor, young man. Can’t you see that?” “I am sorry. Can’t I see what?” “I must see Doctor Annabelle.”

She was just standing on the edge of the dance floor, surveying the room, her hips barely undulating in time to the music. She was the woman who had been in her erotic dreams since Anastasia could remember: wavy black hair to the middle of her back, creature white skin, a petite curvy form with bulging breasts above flaring hips, and a narrow waist any woman would kill for. Her lips were glossed a wine shade of red, and her hair was in cute bangs in front.