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I don't know if it still exists or not, but back when I was in 7th grade (a whole lot of years ago), I was pantsed -- undies too, and a polaroid picture was taken. I was never able to learn who had it, but at my high school graduation 5 years later, a friend told me that he saw it in the hands of ...

The summer I turned 13 I had the worst experience of my life. It was a hot, lazy day, and my neighbors had a hammock on a metal frame in the shade. I had used it often, but this time would be my last.
I had fallen asleep and woke suddenly when something was tossed over my face. Next I felt pressure ...

The Connection, Part 1
Parker could feel the warm sun on his body. Mia had talked him into removing his shirt as they sat on the summit of a grassy knoll in the park. She’d given him an earbud and offered to share her music.
Every song that came on was one he liked. A few were ones he really liked ...

The Connection, Part 2
After first establishing a connection, Mia had to refrain from using it for a day to recharge. She knew she’d have to use the music at least once more to keep it active, but now she could do it without him needing to have an earbud in place.

She waited long enough to be sure ...

The Connection, Part 3
Mia was learning more about her power. She had no idea where it came from, she was pretty sure she was born with it. It didn’t really have any true function until she hit puberty, and she accidently discovered it when dealing with her same-age next door neighbor. It didn’t go ...

I use sites for stories that match what readers expect to find. Like here, girls dominating boys. You can find my other stores by searching the sites below with the author’s name I use for each site:
Nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends Pietar
Iomfats.org Pietar
Puericil.netlify.app/fna/main Aldric
Pza ...

The Next Connection
Emily Smidt had played her part in humiliating her brother. More than that, she played the part very well. She didn’t give in to her own thoughts or desires, she followed the verbal script she’d been given. So, when she asked for a favor, Mia decided to give it to her.
Emily had ...

I said I rarely ever post sequels. But several people wanted more to the lead story of this nature, and I decided I could do it without repeating everything. I hope I made this different enough that it stands apart from The Connection story I posted earlier. But do not look for a third one. Again ...

If someone does write their own version of this story, I look forward to reading it. And nothing I can think of gave me the idea. It just seemed like a different way to present that type of story.