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[jordanmorganx]

40 - engaged to @elizabethxmonroe - father to Jake - Fur babies Bondi and Rio

Jordan Morgan, the second of five children, grew up in a struggling household in London, Kentucky. His family’s home, nestled in a rougher part of town, was a testament to their constant financial strain. For generations, the Morgans had battled with addiction, a cycle that seemed inescapable. Despite always having a roof over his head and food on the table, Jordan’s living situation was far from ideal. His childhood home was often dirty and inhospitable, with substance abuse a distressingly common occurrence.

Yet amidst the chaos, Jordan made a vow to himself: he would not follow in his family’s footsteps. Even when drugs were readily available to him from a young age, he steadfastly refused them. He had no desire to emulate the destructive patterns he witnessed daily.

When Jordan was just ten, his life took a traumatic turn. While exploring the woods near his friend’s house, his best friend Jake vanished. One moment they were a group of carefree boys, the next, Jake was gone. Frantic, Jordan and the others alerted adults, but after a brief investigation, the case was dismissed. The authorities, jaded by the family’s history and the neighborhood’s reputation, seemed to accept the worst: another young life lost to drugs or crime.

The abrupt erasure of his friend haunted Jordan. The lack of closure fueled nightmares and a deep-seated fear of being alone. As he grew older, he watched in despair as some of his siblings succumbed to the same pressures and vices that had long plagued their family. The overdose and swift forgetting of his uncle was a particularly brutal blow.

But Jordan held fast to his resolve. On his eighteenth birthday, he escaped, leaving the past behind in London. He resettled in Louisville, shedding his old name along with his painful history. His parents, predictably, were upset but their outrage was short-lived, dulled by their own substance abuse.

In his new city, Jordan channeled his experiences into a journalism degree, eventually landing a job at a local paper. But his true calling lay elsewhere. On his days off, he began creating online videos investigating cold cases of missing persons, determined to keep their stories alive. The project started small, but soon gained traction. Emboldened, Jordan quit the newspaper to focus on his online journalism full-time.

As his platform grew, so did the pleas for help he received. Families from across the country reached out, begging him to shed light on their loved ones’ disappearances. Jordan tackled each case with dogged determination, driven to ensure no one was forgotten like his childhood friend. Over time, his work led to the reunification of several missing individuals, bringing him immense satisfaction.

One case took him to New Jersey, and subsequently, to the shores of New Bellevoux. It was there he met Ellie, and they quickly formed a connection. Though he returned to Louisville, they maintained a long-distance relationship until he made the move to Cape May five years later. Today, he continues his journalism from a small home studio, with Ellie as his partner in every sense.

Though he’s found happiness, the memory of Jake remains a painful open wound. Jordan still shares his friend’s story, hoping against hope that answers may yet be found. Engaged to Ellie for three years, he’s content with their pace, knowing he’s finally found a sense of stability and love that eluded him in his early life.

[pldjordanmorganx]

Hometown: London, Kentucky

Age: 37

Relationship status: Engaged to Ellie du Pont-Moreau

Time in Cape May: 5 years

Career: Online journalist, runs a YouTube channel called Morgan Mondays

Jordan Morgan, the second of five children, grew up in a struggling household in London, Kentucky. His family's home, nestled in a rougher part of town, was a testament to their constant financial strain. For generations, the Morgans had battled with addiction, a cycle that seemed inescapable. Despite always having a roof over his head and food on the table, Jordan's living situation was far from ideal. His childhood home was often dirty and inhospitable, with substance abuse a distressingly common occurrence.

Yet amidst the chaos, Jordan made a vow to himself: he would not follow in his family's footsteps. Even when drugs were readily available to him from a young age, he steadfastly refused them. He had no desire to emulate the destructive patterns he witnessed daily.

When Jordan was just ten, his life took a traumatic turn. While exploring the woods near his friend's house, his best friend Jake vanished. One moment they were a group of carefree boys, the next, Jake was gone. Frantic, Jordan and the others alerted adults, but after a brief investigation, the case was dismissed. The authorities, jaded by the family's history and the neighborhood's reputation, seemed to accept the worst: another young life lost to drugs or crime.

The abrupt erasure of his friend haunted Jordan. The lack of closure fueled nightmares and a deep-seated fear of being alone. As he grew older, he watched in despair as some of his siblings succumbed to the same pressures and vices that had long plagued their family. The overdose and swift forgetting of his uncle was a particularly brutal blow.

But Jordan held fast to his resolve. On his eighteenth birthday, he escaped, leaving the past behind in London. He resettled in Louisville, shedding his old name along with his painful history. His parents, predictably, were upset but their outrage was short-lived, dulled by their own substance abuse.

In his new city, Jordan channeled his experiences into a journalism degree, eventually landing a job at a local paper. But his true calling lay elsewhere. On his days off, he began creating online videos investigating cold cases of missing persons, determined to keep their stories alive. The project started small, but soon gained traction. Emboldened, Jordan quit the newspaper to focus on his online journalism full-time.

As his platform grew, so did the pleas for help he received. Families from across the country reached out, begging him to shed light on their loved ones' disappearances. Jordan tackled each case with dogged determination, driven to ensure no one was forgotten like his childhood friend. Over time, his work led to the reunification of several missing individuals, bringing him immense satisfaction.

One case took him to New Jersey, and subsequently, to the shores of Cape May. It was there he met Ellie, and they quickly formed a connection. Though he returned to Louisville, they maintained a long-distance relationship until he made the move to Cape May five years later. Today, he continues his journalism from a small home studio, with Ellie as his partner in every sense.

Though he's found happiness, the memory of Jake remains a painful open wound. Jordan still shares his friend's story, hoping against hope that answers may yet be found. Engaged to Ellie for three years, he's content with their pace, knowing he's finally found a sense of stability and love that eluded him in his early life.

Jordan changed his last name from Allen to Morgan at eighteen years old.

He has not spoken to his family since he left at eighteen.

His friend Jake still has never been found.

Jordan sometimes has night terrors from his past.

[syanaarts]

About me

Hiya, how are ya? This is a about me post.

Im a young artist and i just got this idea of showing my art to the world. My dream job is to become a ilustrator (of books or movies). Im gonna post here my draws and sketchs of the moment. Also, my name is Vitória, but, my artist name is Syana. You can call me Syana!

[riverxjackson]

@auroraxjackson

[louisxmarcial]

32 - single - gay - Personal Assistant to Adam Bete

His family had always been hard workers, working for people who paid the bills well even if they didn't do the best job. When they were younger, both his parents cleaned offices or worked on fixing them to get into the family. They worked long hours and hard doing jobs all over for the Bete family. His older siblings did the same; soon after Louis turned working age, he did the same. He started doing odd jobs and office work as a teenager before working his way up and getting to know Adam.

He quickly started to take whatever Adam asked and worked as hard as he could. He knew being in with this part of the family was good. it worked well for him he became friends with Adam and did try to get the man in line at times. To show that he didn't have to show his money, name or body off to get whatever he wanted. Words do matter, and you can do other things to get what you want. He had been working for Adam for many years now and they are close still. Louis had done things he wished he had not done, but he has a good life and is home thanks to working for the Bete family and Adam.

He close to a lot of his staff and tends to have fun with the and people in town. He was not serous with one person but hoped to find one to settle down with. But for now, Adam needs him, so he will be at the other's call when needed. Louis is kind, and smart he knows his stuff and how to work a room. he can talk anyone into thinking Adam and the Bete family are good people. He had seen so much and done so much he could do bad things; sometimes, he knew it was what it took to get something done.

[tomwambsgays]

unadulterated loathing

[tylerxday]

[diegoocastro]

[riverxjackson]

[kaceyxhuddington]

[maxdiaz]

[nolanxmurray]

[sebastianxthomas]

[reaping-the-benefits]

Imagine you're the medic assigned to the task force. You're not some dainty little thing. You're snappy and will drag them by the ears if you have to. You're constantly getting into arguments with Price because he won't listen to you when all you're trying to do is help him.

Anyway, the rest of the team has bets on how long its going to take before you two finally fuck. Gaz gives y'all another month. Soap says two weeks. Ghost thinks that you've already done it.

Now, imagine how mad Gaz and Soap are, both giving Ghost 50 quid each when Price casually drops that not only do you have sex on the regular, but you've been married for the last five years.

[peanutseagle]

Yeah. so. episode three

[simonbrain]

going to town on yourself after a long, gruelling week of work, legs spread and your face all fucked out as the vibrator between your legs buzzes deliciously against your clit. you were using the sheets to cover yourself, but they're all soaked; oh well, it's getting stuffy anyway. best to kick them off to avoid overheating.

you're so caught up in chasing your fourth orgasm that you don't realise in the fat ass window that grants you a beautiful view of the city are two men standing on top of a suspended platform, looking right at you. the one with the mohawk gawks, his mouth hanging open, maybe even a little bit of drool seeping down as he eyes the mess between your thighs. the bigger one wearing the black disposable mask sucks in a breath, his jaw clenched as he catches sight of your pretty pink tongue sticking out of your mouth.

your glossy eyes blink open; you're so fucking close. all it takes is your focus darting over to the window where those men are intruding on your privacy, and suddenly you're squirting, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you experience the most intense orgasm in your life.

(the two window washers are still staring at you when you take a peek at them, unmoving. their intense gazes manage to snap you out of your daze, and you feel around for the remote to roll down your electric blinds before you hide your face in a pillow, your stomach still fluttering.

good luck trying to go outside to run your errands later on; you don't even make it into your car before you're cornered by the same two creeps in the car park.

maybe you should have closed the blinds before you started. oops.)