This is me at the tennis court. Look at me. What’s the first thing you think? Well, if you know anything about tennis, you will think that I would desperately need a sports bra for my big tits, or they…
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Training for war
What is being a soldier all about. It’s about war. All the time. That’s the purpose of the soldier. When you’re not in war, you’re training for war. That’s what I am doing right now. It’s not visible, but I…
My lesbian roommate
I share an apartment with a girl. She’s a cutie, but she’s a lesbian. Some guys think lesbians are stupid and don’t like them, but not me. I rather like having a lesbian as a roommate. There are some advantages.…
The shy stripper
“So you want to be a stripper at this club?” Mark said. He was the one in charge of hiring and each week got several applicants from hopeful young girls who had heard about the good pay as well as…
Shoplifting
It was only after I was caught shoplifting, that I really read the sign that’s in every market. It usually reads something like “shoplifters will be reported to the police”, to discourage shoplifters from thinking they can get away with…
Not convicted
“I’m telling you, I didn’t do it”. I kept saying it to the officers who had grabbed me in my home and accused me of being a participant in a burglary last night around midnight. They sat me down and…
Yes Girls’ Society
Have you ever seen the movie “Yes Man”? Well, it’s my favourite film. It’s Jim Carrey playing this guy who changes his life around for the better by promising to himself that he must say yes to every opportunity. It…
Invited over for a drink
I always like hanging out with my big brother and his friends. They are so much cooler than my own friends. I was very pleased when my brothers friends invited me out for a picnic one day. My brother wasn’t…
A Week With Rachel – Sunday
Last day of the week and I was supposed to go to the coffee shop. I say supposed to, because that’s not really what happened today. Today I wanted to try something special. I knew I needed an amazing tip…
A Week With Rachel – Saturday
I thought my wild week was over, but the week doesn’t end at friday. It ends saturday and sunday. That’s why it’s called the weekEND. I was just having a bit of fun with Monica, a pillow fight, when Phoebe…