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Accidental Bumping

this all happend when i met an accident near Karsaz…a lady named sana q of 28years old crashed into my vehicle while saving a child who ran into the road….she hitted my vehicle and then went crashing into a tree….. the lady met some bruises on her legs and her arms….plus she had a severe pain in her right hip….many people ran to her vehicle and to my vehcle….i was fine but she wasnt able to move…people over there helped her to get out of the broken door which was stuck……she had some cuts on her right thigh….i asked people to get her into my vehicle so we can rush to the hospital first and then to handle the vehicle…i drove my vehicle towards alshifa international hospital…while going there she was all in pain and was breathing fast…i got worried as shes ok…i started talking with her and getting frank with her… we reached the hospital n thn after the treatment i asked her what to do abt the vehicle so she said that her husband has gone to karachi for some office work and shes alone at
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Six Shooter

Well, I joined this fraternity when I went to college, and it was the regular old Fraternity...you know the type. Most of the guys were kind of sexist and such (although, don't get me wrong, I liked them all, and none of the guys were 'bad guys'). The problem was that, as a closeted homosexual, I did not fit in to their crowd. I had a FEW friends who were kind of unique, and who accepted my off-beat brand of humor, which was tainted heavly by that closeted homosexuality, and therefore, most of my humor missed it's point with the other people...poor me. So really, I did not fit in. Well, it was QUITE the luck of me one day to stumble across somthing I should probably not stumbled across. I was in the room of a guy named Andy. He had borrowed a CD a couple of weeks earlier and failed to return them, as many a Fraternity borther so OFTEN does. So I went in to retrieve it. I looked on top of the stereo, and on top of his roomates stereo, and
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Lezzie Affairs

It started when I was in junior high school. One day, as I was sitting in the back of the classroom during study hall, I began to daydream about one of the older boys in the school. Unconsciously, my hand drifted under my skirt, and my fingers were lightly rubbing the edge of the elastic of my panties. Vickie's voice, from the seat behind me, was startling when she whispered, "Oh, Barb, isn't that lovely." "Shut up! Someone might hear you!" "Don't worry, No one is paying any attention." Then Vickie's hand was suddenly under my skirt, feeling the location of my fingers. She squeezed my hand, and her hand drifted slowly, gently upward. "Where is it?" Her fingers generated marvelous feelings as they caressed my pubic mound. But, all too soon, the bell rang and it was time to leave. Confused, I tried to avoid her as we left school, but she caught up to me and walked beside me. "I can make it feel really good," she
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