Dory X Player Novels & Stories

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

Jesabell is on the other side and supports him. When Emily got into the clinic, Dory was left outside. She hastily called Tyron to ask for help. Tyron’s forehead wrinkled when he couldn’t see Jesabell in the crowd of people in the basketball court. He looked at the picture that Dory had sent him again. He knew it was only on the basketball court, but he couldn’t even see her. As he looked at the other side, he saw Lory drinking water. He was about to approach her, but Dory called.

It's because of my reputation that no one likes to get associated with him. “We’ll play with you,” Dory says and nudges Drake with her elbow, who seems lost in his thoughts. “Right?” She points a sharp look at him, one that forces him to agree. “Yeah, yeah. Right. We will,” Drake says, much to his annoyance. “Do you play beer pong–Ow!” Drake holds his foot, his facial features contorting into pain as Dory steps into his foot, almost accidentally. “We’ll play what you like,” Dory tells Ezra with a forced smile, holding back her anger at Drake.

After that, Dory took out a storage purse and started pulling out stuff one at a time. “Here are some vegetables.” “Here are some clothes for you and your daughter too.” “Here’s some milk powder. It’s all untainted, nutritious milk powder from demon beasts that are level three and above! I also brought you diapers!” “Also, guess what else I brought you?” Dory added. Alex looked at how Dory pulled out stuff as if she were offering him treasures. He found it a little funny. “What is it?” Alex asked. “Look!” Dory took something out. It was actually a wheelchair.

All for what? Dylan kept breathing down on me, glaring harshly, still holding onto him. "Please." I added, lifting my left hand, wrapping it slowly around his. "Let's go." He commanded, dropping the other guy who fell loosely on the floor. Still glaring, he stormed out of the room. I glanced at the Richmond High player on the floor, nose bleeding badly, he'll need to get that check upon. I switched to the door, watching Dylan strut away and speedily rushing after him.

Flinging my black tee roughly from my body, he turned my back on the bed and he knelt on the bed in between my legs and started his sweet yet torturous attacks on my chest, his hands going down on my shorts, pulling the strings with one hand and also palming my pussy with another, 'i moaned', I am pretty sure I was leaking from my core, and helped him remove them hurriedly. I held onto him tightly, never wanting the moment to end. I was tired of all this slow torture, and I felt he understood because moving back up, Dorian tore my shorts and panties from my body, picking me up and laying me gently on the bed, biting my lips gently as I stared up at me in anticipation of what is to come. I wa

Jodie frowned, she took it and looked up at Castro, who had a dark face, ¨ What is in here?¨ She asked and he grunted. ¨It's the video they were going to play next¨. He said and Jodie furrowed her brows. She immediately stuffed the disk into the laptop and clicked it play, the contents of the video almost toppled her from her seat.

I asked again, ignoring the two identical idiots. “He was annoying me!” Damien finally answered. I now understood what might have happened. Damien was this tall bulky, football player who boxed from time to time. The students in the school, especially the freshmans, always tried to talk to him or to be friends with him. In the end, he always ended up beating them to pulp.

Kira was the first to sight him as she gave him a slick look from all 90 degrees. "Heyyyy, if it isn't the hot chick across the street. Give me a little turn around!" she chuckled loudly through the noise. "Hey guys," No way he was doing the turn around. He had barely put in much thought into my cloths. Just a white denim, black hood 'cause he felt the cold slowly building up, black jeans and one of his best sneakers collection. "Hey!" Dory leaned in despite her voice already being at its loudest, "Great job organizing. The Drama major would get so mad about this tomorrow!"

I pulled her in and whispered in her ear, intentionally trying to make her want me more than she would take me back. "Up to you Ms. Dixon, I'm giving this night for you." Then I ended my words by slowly trailing my kisses to her cheek, close enough that it reached the end of her lips. But I retreated myself back when I feel that she wanted more. There... "My place it is then." She sighed looking at me with her lustful eyes. I let her inform the driver of our destination, then let her relaxed back in my arms. "So, I've never seen you at Players before. Not that we're a regular, but still..."