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sample forced foot sniffing "forcedfootsniffing" story: I smiled to myself as I followed the map. I already knew where it was leading me: an old house like the one I lived in, only bigger, and all shuttered up. Kids called it haunted, even though no one ever went there -- there weren't any scary stories about it, or anything. It was just a big old house, always for sale, with lots of things wrong with it. The map led me around to the back door, which was open just a crack. I felt like Nancy Drew on the cover of one of her books my aunt had given me -- the picture of Nancy stepping into a dark house, with a bright flashlight shining on a little of what might be inside. It was just like that, opening the creaky door. It stuck a little so I leaned on it and pushed until it opened the rest of the way, then stepped inside. "Hello? Phillip?" I called. I didn't go any further in the house because it was dark and my eyed needed time to get used to it. After a moment, I heard sounds from above me. "Phillip? It's me. " The noises became steps across the floor above me and then steps on stairs. I moved forward into a neglected kitchen. It was musty. Water dripped from the faucet and the floor creaked and made crackling noises as the old linoleum gave under my feet. I came out of the kitchen just in time to see Phillip coming down a big set of stairs to my right. He was wearing a suit, deep grey in the dim light, so that he looked shadowy and ghostlike as he moved smoothly down the stairs. He paused three or four stairs from the bottom and smiled at me... continue -> rape paysites |
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