Author: subslut67

I was working the nightshift at the social care farm where I’d been working for the past year. I am […]

I figured I had it all planned. I had packed the clothes I wanted to take, emptied my savings account […]

I left home exactly one week before I turned eighteen. I had had enough of my mom. She got drunk […]

Part 1 I looked around the bar. It was filled with bikers. Duh! We were at Sturgis… We were all […]

Part I, Djamila’s pov. We had known eachother since kindergarten. Our parents were best friends. We had grown up together […]

One. I had turned eighteen two months ago, I had left my home in Florida and gone backpacking. I had […]