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Catholic Girls Don't Do That
Catholic Girls Don't Do That
Catholic Girls Don't Do That
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Catholic Girls Don't Do That

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Katherine's mother removes her from the sex and drug culture of her Catholic school by moving to Texas. Katherine suspects the real reason for the move has to do with her mother's Internet boyfriend. It turns out he's sexy and hot. Left alone with him in their new house, Katherine must fight her immediate sexual attraction for the man.

[a 9000 word erotic story]

"She smiled and partially winked at Tristan, hoping he’d pick up on her vibe. She knew he was her mother’s boyfriend, but he was hot and she was horny. This was her natural reaction to such events."

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 15, 2013
ISBN9781301250370
Catholic Girls Don't Do That
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France Barnaby

I have a very vivid imagination and am always thinking about how regular meetings between people can turn into wild sexual adventures. Then I write some these thoughts down. I live deep in the heart of Texas, where the stars are big and bright. Writing is what makes me happy. I write because I like it, and I hope you do too. You can find me on Twitter @FranceBarnaby and email me at FranceBarnaby(at)gmail.com

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    Catholic Girls Don't Do That - France Barnaby

    Catholic Girls Don’t Do That

    France Barnaby

    Published by France Barnaby at Smashwords

    Copyright 2013 France Barnaby

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    The characters and events portrayed in this story are a work of fiction and are used entirely fictitiously. Any resemblance to people living or dead, or to actual events, is coincidental, and is not intended by the author.

    Mature Content:

    This story contains sexually explicit material and is intended for mature individuals only, over the age of 18 years. By downloading this story and opening this document, you state that you are of a legal age to access and read this fictional story. All of the characters portrayed in this story are over 18 years old, whether specified within the story or not.

    Catholic Girls Don’t Do That

    Katherine had one box left to unpack. Five of the last seven years, she and her mother had moved houses and cities. Her adolescence was spent packing and unpacking, breaking up with friends, and treading lightly through new schools and social scenes. In her chaotic world, the only things she controlled lay inside this box.

    This latest move happened in the middle of her senior year. Katherine pleaded with her mother to wait until the end of the school year. Business and love called, it was explained.

    She sat on the ground with her box in her lap. With her legs crisscrossed, her box stretched from knee to knee. When she was younger, she decorated it with rhinestones and glass. She thought of picking them off and refinishing it, but never found the time, nor the motivation.

    She found it odd that her whole existence fit in such a small box. She opened it.

    The box was a conglomeration of different personal items, some taboo, some nostalgic. It included her personal journal. She was 14 the last time she wrote in it. She opened the journal up a few times each year and thought back on how she evolved from a frightened eight year old to a less frightened teenager. If she only knew then what she knew now.

    In the box was a small plastic bag with a few nuggets of marijuana, a small covered pipe— for smoking said marijuana, a couple of ecstasy pills, and a small vial

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