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That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

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I felt stupid enough to apologize to him tomorrow and bring him a cookie. A flood of nonsense hit first: roleplay forums; romance book rec lists that looked suspiciously like my browsing history from lonely winters; wikis that read like teenagers high on Mountain Dew had built them at three in the morning. I dug harder, forcing my way past fanfic to the kind of folklore sites with ugly fonts and long paragraphs.

****** Sam's stepfather shares her body with his friends. This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy. ******

Because he just kept staring at her while she was telling the story. "Yeah? Because what---?" Andrew in a suspicious tone. Lana shrugged then decided to tell Andrew the truth. Because in fact, despite everything that had happened, she knew that the young man had long known all her weaknesses. "I've been busy, you know, being your fangirl," she admitted, followed by a weak laugh. Obviously, Andrew liked what she said because his handsome face quickly lit up. "As in, a super fan?" "Can I still be called a super fan even if I can't watch your movies because I don't have money?" she replied following what she said with a weak laugh. "Actually Mama is the real reason how I found out about you. Sh

Naughty-elle. He took out his phone and searched for Naughty-elle on only fans. His eyes widened in shock as he turned to look at her sleeping figure. Gabrielle was a popular anonymous user on only fans with about one point four million subscribers. Her specialty was masturbating and display of sex toys collections. Mouth wide, he turned to her again and her eyes were open.

"You wanted to escape getting married to me so bad, that you washed me with insults in front of my Dad. That was mortifying." My face heated in embarrassment. The waiter brought wine and I took a sip from my glass quickly before mumbling. "Ah yeah. I did that. Sorry about that." "Oh it's fine," he laughed. "So, I'm guessing you were inspired by the ten fanfictions written on our names?" I almost spat the wine in my mouth all over the table. "Do we have fanfictions? What the hell?" He shrugged. "Should I pretend I hate them too?"

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Chapter 1: Sex With My Mother's Patient, Now I Am Trapped Sophia’s POV I’m only nineteen, but I’ve already lost count of how many men I’ve dated and slept with. Okay… I’ve not exactly lost count. Seventeen of them… maybe less, but definitely not more. Seventeen boyfriends since I started dating at eighteen—and not one of them lasted long enough to matter. People always assume I’m the problem. Maybe I am. But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.