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MollyDoll
2 hours ago
Moderator
Bisexual Female
0 miles · Virginia

About

I like to think that I am awkwardly shy but amazingly clever. It takes the right kind of person to bring it out. I have met some wonderful people and have made some amazing friendships. I've also learned to take most everything with a grain of salt. 

If you see me online, it doesn't always mean I can talk. So don't take my silence personally. There are times that I am modding, other times I've pulled it up and walked away. Sometimes I'm just zoning out and enjoying the site. Thanks for understanding!

Interests
Writing, music, reading, being outside, and posting things that catch my eye https://mollyd76.tumblr.com/

Favorite Books
Christine, It, The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon, Wuthering Heights (until I'm reading it, then I hate it because everyone in it is an asshole), The Lord of the Rings, The Southern Vampire Mysteries (Sookie Stackhouse), and The Martian

Favorite Authors
Stephen King and a few others.

Favorite Movies
Clue, Stand by me, The Godfather, Star Wars, Psycho, Reservoir Dogs, An American Werewolf in London

Favorite TV Shows
I don't watch a lot of TV. Mostly football(soccer) and most anything from Mike Flanagan. 

In case you are wondering, I'm a Man City girl.

Favorite Music
A little bit of everything.

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Nightshade: Part 2

The consumation of their burning need fills them both exquisitely.

Taylor nudged her shoulder to turn her around, now facing him. He paused, yet again, and looked her up and down. To her credit, she was perfectly positioned and showed no signs of her indiscretion. He furrowed his brow and looked expectantly at his kitten...

Nightshade Part 1

The consent of the word was one of his favorite parts of their play.

His hands slowly made their way around and under the fabric of her dress, cupping her breasts. They ached for his attention. Her body always ached for his attention. Her body responded without a thought and she arched her back, grinding her ass into his c...

Blank Canvas 1

Justine waters his plants and finds much more than she expects at Mr. Turner's house.

Justine flicked her blonde tresses aside and wedged the phone between her cheek and shoulder. “I can meet you in a bit. Like, half ten? Mom reminded me to water Mr. Turner's plants early.” She scrabbled in her cutoffs for the key and lined it up with the...

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Erotic writing
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