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Written by: Allthwaite Tag(s): Death, Male / Teen Female, Young A pal of mine rote this but he don't have no account. Seems he had a nightmare and wrote it out. Kinda warning I wish I was dead I woke up with the morning light Couldn't remember what I did last night But there's a girl in my bed I wish I was dead. Lying there all fresh and clean she didn't look a single day over fifteen There in my bed I wish I was dead She said, "Gee that was something I'm feeling real sore, Do you wanna do sex some more?" Oh how I wish I was dead I said "Honey are you eighteen," She smiled at me, her eyes were green "No!" she said I wish I was dead She said,"That was real fun last night, You said you'd pay fifty dollars right? That's what she said I wish I was dead I'd been screwing an underage whore I just don't want to live no more I wish I was dead Reached under the bed Winchester Carbine near brand new I loaded up a shell or two Put that gun to my head Pulled the trigger, I'm dead. I been screwing an underage child That makes me a Pedophile Worse that murderers my mamma said You fuck a child you shoot yourself dead If you been screwing an underage child That makes you a Pedophile Pedophiles scum thats what mamma said If your a Pedo your better off dead You might like one of the following stories: Covid19 and money troubles - Chapter 1(<10 minutes)Fiction - Coercion, Consensual Sex, Office, Oral Sex My husband and I have money worries. Beth goes to the dogs - Chapter 10(<10 minutes)Fiction - Bestiality My continued enjoyment of dog sex. Kindra And The Black Client(34 minutes)Fiction This woman is pissy while doing her work, but then her boss offers her something weird, but worthwhile. It was a typical boring Saturday night(10 minutes)Fiction - Anal, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Group Sex, Males / Female, Oral Sex, Swallow, Wife It was a typical boring Saturday night. My friend Dean and his new wife Mary would come over around 6 pm and we would play cards until around 9 pm. Then they would leave. It had become a very boring routine. Little did I know that things would change forever that Saturday night. Playing cards with Shirley and the guys - Re-submitted(<10 minutes)Fiction - Consensual Sex, Group Sex, Wife We were in a rut playing cards and drinking every weekend with the same couple, Bob and Carol who were a little older than us, and just as dull. I was bored to death. | ||||