Dork Diaries Pictures Novels & Stories

It was indeed embarrassing. “I already told you,” Doreen said, hanging her head low. Dexter felt like if he could shake her up a little, then she would say it, thereby revealing, “Then I also want to tell you that I went to where you lived before moving out and I saw some pictures in the bin.” Doreen was already hyperventilating at the revelation and it got Dexter amused whiles he continued to speak, “Doreen, I don’t know where you got those pictures of me, but if they abhorred you so much, you could have just sent them anonymously to me.” Doreen’s face drained of color instantly.

It was well covered by his sweatshirt. “Do you happen to have another picture of him? Especially one with a different outfit?” she asked Dolly who nodded. “My computer,” she answered and pointed to the bed where her laptop was lying close to her pillow. Both Dolly and Olive got up and walked to the bed. They sat down side by side at the edge of it and Dolly turned on the computer. She went into a secret folder and imputed a password before it opened up. It was filled with hers and Jonathan's pictures and videos.

Guess the Valentin Lunerly protections were gone. “Um, Zora,” Loren said. I lifted my head slowly and gasped at what I saw. My picture was littered around the hall. I don’t know how someone found my high school yearbook photo but they did. It was me with pigtails and braces. Wide eyed and smiling. However, the photos on the wall had giant, red “X”s through them. It was if someone had placed a bounty on me and was advertising it across campus. “Kairos,” I spat. I marched down the hall and into the classroom. Loren scurried behind me, protesting.

She was staring at my phone with wide eyes, her finger hovering over the screen. “You need to see this,” she said, excitement lacing her tone. She turned the phone towards me, and I instantly regretted looking. There, in all its glory, was a picture of Dino, shirtless, his abs defined and glistening under the sun. The background was a beach, waves crashing softly behind him. The photo looked recent, Dino standing tall with his arms crossed, a slight smirk on his face as though he knew the effect it would have on anyone who saw it.

I don't know what was the reason but it seemed like Dhruv and Arjun knew something which I was unaware of. "Wait, I will bring them." I went to my study room and started looking for my laptop in the mess I created in the morning. I found it in a corner of the room. I checked it, the screen was cracked, but luckily it was working. I went out and opened it. It was tough for me to open that folder again. I don't know why I never deleted those pictures. I never tried to look at those pictures again, I didn't have the courage. Those were pictures of Sama kissing someone.

I cupped my mouth and squealed, wanting to jump but Apple smacked my shin. "Sorry," I looked at the fifth picture and this one was the boom. Drix was naked in the shower, his fingers combing his hair back, his head tilted backwards and a brilliant, blissful smile on his face. His hand fisted his hard dick and the sparkling effect gave his body the right enticement. I opened the letter but instead of reading it, I put it to my nose and inhaled. The paper was soaked in his scent. ‘Just read the damn thing,’ I rolled my eyes and pulled the paper away from my face.

Good with the computer, a skilled driver and now this. Dale touched her, bed amazed at its comforting and bouncing texture which she felt when she sat on this. Then from her position her eyes hit a journal on the drawer which had the night lamp and some neatly piled up lotions. She opened it and at once understood what it was. The secret friend. Dale could recall she had one back then at the cottage, she knew it was associated with sorrow. She flipped towards the end hoping to find out if she would find the cause of her latest change in behavior. Dale stopped at the nude images of a male figure she saw, obviously cut out from pornographic magazines. Note writing amidst the series of paste

She could remember posing in them before for one of her boyfriends and the pictures of that little photoshoot she still kept in her scrapbook. Her still-warm panties found a place in the box and were buried again as she sat and dug deeper. She touched the soft leathery corner of her personal scrapbook. "Gotcha!" she pulled out the small tome and set it onto her lap. The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Tara had found in her explorations into the darker side of the internet.

So anyone who is following this story please stay tunned we will give you all the updates. Thats was the article that Dorris gave me to read. I was so surprised that mr. Gavin actually took my pictures in secret. The picture he posted on his inst l was wearing a white crop top and a long white skirt. I remember Dorris was telling me something funny and l smiled. Give me the phone honey l dont want my brother to know that l gave you one. Dorris said. Why is that so? I asked. He doesnt want you to get stressed over the issues on internet. She replied. I didnt answer.

"Watch me." David set the beer down and picked up his phone. He tapped the screen a few times and turned it toward me. My breath hitched. It was a photo of me in the shower. I didn't know he was in the bathroom. I was bent over, shaving my legs. It was explicit. Unflattering. Private. "I have about fifty of these," David said casually, swiping to the next one. "And a few videos of you sleeping. You drool, by the way."