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Sweet Nannie 1 Mysteries

My name is Nannie Greene and this story is how my life has changed forever. Im Nannie Greene im exactly 5'7 and weigh 105lbs. I really do admire my body so much i look in the mirror all of the time admiring my C size breats which i absolutely love. Im 15 years old which means my parents dont want me dating anytime soon they are so worried about me getting pregnant or raped, i never have any fun at all. I wish i could have an adventure like in the stories that i read. All of my parents are red...

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A Female Santa meets the guard dog..._(1)

It was tight. Very tight. She suddenly remembered the house from last year as her tight dress scratched against the soot caked walls of the chimney. Nice house, big living room... hot resident. She smiled as she shuffled further down the brick walls, suddenly feeling a breeze come up from the hearth, a door creek beneath her. Someone had just either left... or entered the room. The breeze blew up her skirt, and she shivered. Not the night to go without panties, she thought. Then again, she had to leave something for a present. She held her breath and slid down...

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William Potter

William Potter The story of William Potter is harder to tell than either of the previous. Maybe it would be best to start with his arrest in New Haven Connecticut in 1662. (Note: the Salem Witch Trials took place in 1692.) His adult son John Porter had confessed to the minister of the church that he had witnessed his father committing a sex act with a calf. The minister went to the authorities and told them what he and been told by John. When the authorities went to John to hear the story from him, he refused to talk to them...

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Angel 2

Angel 2 © This is a fantasy. Any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. ******************************************************************* Angel stared in surprise, as the funny looking man is the striped pants dabbed the tears running down his face with his tail. “Who are you?” She asked. He stopped crying long enough to answer. “I thought everybody knew that.” He said. “I’m the Stripped Tailed Cat.” He said waving his tail proudly. “Most just call me Stripe. See how long my tail it is? Aren’t the stripes beautiful?” Angel agreed the tail was indeed nice, and then asked. “Why did you call me...

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