By Redolph. I had been living with my girlfriend Lisa for some time, and all was going well until her college daughter Daisi returned for the summer. Daisi was beautiful but a spoiled brat. Everything she did screamed entitlement and “princess.” Eventually, I dreaded coming home if she was there. It was getting to the point where I was ready to move out. It would end our relationship, but I couldn’t take Daisi showing up anymore. But my girlfriend Lisa
Read moreBy Live-Significance220. In college, I lived with three other girls and two guys. I was close with one of the dudes, though I didn’t think it was anything except platonic at the time. I loved that we had this ‘close and cuddly’ relationship where we could spoon and snuggle, and it never turned sexual (even after I tried to take things that way a few times early on). The night in question, Neil and I had known each other for
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Read moreBy Our Readers Our readers share their moments of small dick zen. This reader gets the ass end of the deal… I met this girl at a bar one night, and we hit it off. She was very obvious about looking for hookups, and I didn’t get much action, so I was also interested. However, in the back of my mind, my size was on my mind. She took me back to her place, and when we got inside,
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Read moreBy Babydicklover. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… It was nightfall, and we were going to sleep. During the night, I woke up to use the restroom. As I returned to my room, I stumbled upon Abigail’s journal. I read it cover to cover and was spooked by her. I didn’t want to invade her privacy, but something in my heart told me to. I couldn’t believe it. She was accusing actual witches of being the only witch in
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