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Justine (Interlude: Juliette's Story)
We must abandon our present narrative for a short time, and return to Juliet, simply to demonstrate how, from the simple state from which we saw her expelled from her conventional home, and having no more resources than her sister, nevertheless became, in fifteen years a titled woman, possessing thirty thousand francs a year, very fine jewels, two or three houses, both in town, and in the country, and, for the moment, the heart, the fortune, and the confidence of M. de Corville, Councilor of State, a man held in the highest regard, he being on the eve of entering the ministry.
By Tom Baker7 years ago in Filthy
Can I Cum Now?!
"I decided to do start doing little things for myself to not only feel good but to also feel like I'm enjoying every minute of my life. I always felt I had an artistic streak in me just waiting for me to release it but didn't know how or where until one day I walked into an art supply store. I was walking past it on my lunch break and decided to stop in and look around. I bought a couple of canvases, some paints, brushes, coloring pencils, and coloring books. All of it felt so exciting because at first I didn't know why I was in the store in the first place but once I had all the items in my hand I felt a sense of purpose for being there. While I waited on line at the cash register, I saw an advertisement on the community wall for a local masseuse parlor. All the information I needed was on the flyer so I quickly put the phone number and address in my phone so I could make an appointment. The flyer said that an hour massage was only a hundred twenty dollars and I figured that wasn't a bad price to pay for relaxation. After I paid for my items, I grabbed my phone and called the parlor for an appointment and luckily, they had an after work cancellation so I was able to get seen that day.
By Kai Storm7 years ago in Filthy
Call Me
Sitting, slightly left, towards the ground, her bed was doing a half-hearted job of ensuing optimal rest, but for now her bed was only needed to give her some comfort in a very uncomfortable situation. Sasha had a habit of getting herself into situations that were unwarranted, and often anxiety filled. She wondered if she did this on purpose, or if it was pure coincidence that time and time again she finds herself acting on behalf of survival.
By Nina Hutchison7 years ago in Filthy
Justine (Chapter 2)
Justine, realizing that now, more than ever, she was at last alone in the world, threw herself down upon the pathway, and, folding her hands to heaven began to despair. She realized, sure enough, that a tender stripling such as herself, a young girl whose way through the world would be sore-beset by those constant twin wolves at the door—hunger and want, must guard herself against the many cruel whims and artful deceptions of other predators, of the two-legged variety.
By Tom Baker7 years ago in Filthy
Justine (Chapter 1)
Foreword The final philosophy would reveal to man God's means of guiding him along his personal pathway to his own destiny or fate, thus allowing man to wend his way through the cruel caprices of circumstance. God's inscrutable method of operation could, thus, be clearly defined enough that a man may guard himself against tragedy and pitfalls. Such a philosophy would bring illumination to those more accustomed to acting out of blind passion instead of steady reason.
By Tom Baker7 years ago in Filthy
Test of Love (Pt. 2)
3rd POV: It has been two weeks since she's seen, Adam. He's been touring around California and, shes have been too embarrassed to talk to him. She couldn't believe that she said that to Adam. It was so embarrassing, she just had to get out of there. She just had to.
By Ember Joy7 years ago in Filthy
Room 315
"Room 315," he said, "there is some problem with the TV." I chuckled. If this is an excuse for me to get me to leave the front desk, then well, he hit the nail on the head.
By Jay Williams7 years ago in Filthy
Test of Love
First POV: Spent, covered in sweat, naked. Looking back, Adam Lambert with his sexy grin on his sleeping face. This would be any girl's dream, right? Well... it's my reality.
By Ember Joy7 years ago in Filthy
The Princess and the Captain
Captain Jason Ashburn sat at his desk doing the ship's logs, and going over other paperwork. All of a sudden there was a commotion outside his door. He stood up abruptly as the door was thrown open.
By Nalana Phillips7 years ago in Filthy
Unexpected Pleasure
The music blared through the speakers and I worked my way around the pole as if it was my second instinct. It was all too natural to me. I made my way to one of the customers sitting at the stage. It wasn't until I had wrapped my hands around the back of his head that I realized who it was. My neighbor, Dylan, had visited the strip club that I had worked at, having kept my work a secret from him for a couple of months. I almost froze in my tracks.
By Vanime7 years ago in Filthy
Blue Collar Gentleman
Their music is too loud. The walls are paper-thin. What were they thinking when they decided to build this townhouse complex... in the hood.
By Jay Williams7 years ago in Filthy
A Modern Love Story Pt. 3
Please read part one and two before continuing. September 8, 2016 I just got six messages from him. I was afraid to open them but eventually, I got the nerve. They read as follows:
By RJ Scott7 years ago in Filthy