My second story. I like to think I’ve gotten better, and this one is in the third person narrative. It had been a hell of a day for Natalie. Ambushed in her own home, she had been taken by a rather ruthless duo of men, then suddenly found herself bound and gagged with a sack
First Time Story
This, for the most part, is a true story.I met Mary at a youth organization meeting. She was black, and I am white. We were both 18 and it was the summer before our senior years in high school. Mary was openly flirting with me and I was curious. I had always been interested in