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She admired the colours each one had and how each presented itself with a unique quirk. Noticing one that seemed to have worn off more than the rest she pulled it out of the rack. Flipping it over to see its cover she smiled at the title written in bold letters the words read Greensburrow. It was a children's book about a young boy and girl who arrived at an orphanage together and became good friends. The girl, Anna was an adventurous soul who would often get herself in trouble but had Eliot, the boy always there to save her.

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I thought about restoring it and making it into an enchanted small house filled with books. I remembered doing it for the woman who had caught my eye in class and later became a friend of mine. Her name is Annie, and she adored literature. We grew closer till she agreed to let me court her. I told Annie about my family history, my past, and my previous involvement with Archer and Sierra. I told her everything, flaws and all, because she deserved to know and I know how it feels to be lied to and I don't want her to feel it.

“I'm sorry about that. I didn't intend to forget it–” Chuckling, she dropped her eyes into his jeans, basically surveyed his intimate area and said, “Don't worry. I'm Ann–” “The pleasure is all mine, Ann. I'm Anderson.” Shaking hands, Ann held his firm hand firmly, then felt its elegance. With that, she handled back his notebook and said, “I have read your notebook, and I think I have a better erotic novel to keep you busy for your project.” “I'll appreciate it if you help me with it–” he said, his face sparkling with joy.

I was six feet tall, not as tall as Brody for sure, but way over Analiese's five feet four inches, I estimated. I wanted her under me in the worst way, but she wasn't my usual type. I liked girls that got into trouble for going against the school dress code in short skirts and dipping cleavage. Analiese always covered up the goods, but today she had on a V-neck T-shirt and I could see the slope of her breasts at this angle. My dic8k kicked against my zipper. Fu8ck she was hiding a lot under those baggy shirts she always wears.

But, Aryana Santini had secrets hidden from her twin sisters. Annabelle had rebelled by meeting quite a few of their low expectations—though not as many as the busybodies liked to think. Between fact and rumor, she’d gained her “wild twin” reputation, and a bone-deep aversion to authority in any form. Anaisse, the “quiet twin,” had done her best not to give anybody anything to talk about. She’d dressed conservatively, spent her spare hours working at the library, and never, ever dated or partied.

Stepping to the side with one foot, she used the other to lightly kick the skirt away from her. Here she stood, completely naked, before her 18 year old tormentor, save for a pair of fuck-me heels. With great effort, Anne fought the urge to cover her newly shaved pussy, but instead kept her hands firmly at her side. Sensing Elias's eyes upon her, she could not bear to look up and meet them. She could only bite her lip and hover in that emotional space somewhere between excitement and crying, as she nervously awaited his next move.

she said quietly. Adrian nodded. “No.” Silence. She looked at him. “So what is it.” He replied quietly, “Archive interface site.” Silence. Anna frowned. “…archive.” “Yes.” She exhaled slowly. “So this is where hidden things go.” Adrian looked at her. “This is where they are reviewed.” Silence. Anna felt her chest tighten slightly. Not pain. Anticipation. “You brought me here,” she said. “Yes.” Silence. She studied him carefully.