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Her jaw hit the floor the moment I said I lost my first time to her brother. <br /> “This. Is. Crazy. I mean, first of all, I had no idea you were still a virgin. For not telling me. Although I’m not sure I would’ve believed you, considering what you look like.”<br /> I smile weakly at her compliment. “Yeah, well, I wish I still was. I can’t believe I was stupid enough to not ask his name last night. This could’ve been easily avoided.” Because there’s no way I would’ve went through with it if I’d have known that mouth belonged to Ben Kelly. The boy that made me cry daily for five years. The boy that made me feel insignificant. The boy I hated.<br /> ————————<br /> Benjamin Kelly was the bane of my existence.<br /> His teasing was relentless, always making sure to point out each and every one of my insecurities whenever I was around him. And because I was best friends with his sister Tessa, I was around him all the time.<br /> “You have food stuck in your braces. That’s so disgusting. Maybe you should just stop eating since you’re so fat anyway.”<br /> “Gross. What is that on your face? It looks like a second head.”<br /> “God, can you even see anything out of those glasses, nerd? How many times are you going to run into things?”<br /> “Mia Corelli is the ugliest girl I’ve ever seen. Oh sorry, Mia. I didn’t see you sitting right next to me.”<br /> I hated him with a fury. I was convinced that his sole purpose in life was to break me down to nothing. And he succeeded on more than one occasion. I never cried in front of him though. I never gave him that satisfaction. I just stood there and took it, saving my tears for when I was alone. Tessa was always standing up for me, throwing every insult she could think of at him. And I was grateful for that, because I didn’t have it in me to give him what he deserved. My bank of comebacks were pathetic compared to Tessa’s. So I’d just sit back and let her handle it.<br /> “You’re just jealous that Mia’s teeth are going to be straighter than yours, loser. Why don’t you go get that giant gap fixed before someone kicks a field goal through it?”<br /> “What’s that on your face, Ben? God, it’s hideous. Oh, never mind. There’s nothing on your face. That’s just how you look.”<br /> “At least Mia isn’t stupid like you, Ben. If you make it out of eighth grade, it’ll be a miracle.”<br /> “Ben Kelly has the smallest shaft in the world. He has to hold it with a pair of tweezers when he pees.”<br /> Her comebacks would shut him up temporarily, but when he found his voice again, it was frequently used to take a shot at me. I was his sister’s nerdy, awkward best friend who became his favorite punching bag for five grueling years. I grew some thick skin and became used to the torment, but my insecurities were always there. He’d never let me forget about them. He was the spawn of Satan, the biggest jerk on the planet, and I’d hate him for the rest of my life.<br /> Benjamin Kelly was the worst thing to come out of Alabama. And if I never saw him again, that would be fine with me.<br /> I head back to my bedroom, needing to finish up my last bit of packing. Tessa is expecting me tomorrow afternoon sometime.<br /> I grab my phone, falling back onto my pillow after pushing my suitcases to the floor.<br /> Me: All packed up! I’ll call you when I’m on the road tomorrow.<br /> Tessa: OMFG I’m so excited! Your hip is mine for the summer! I have so much planned for us already. :)<br /> Me: Yay! I can’t wait to get there and relax by the pool for three months.<br /> Tessa: That’s not all we’re doing. We’re finding you a play thing for the summer. I’ll surround you with shaftes if I have to.<br /> Jesus, Tessa.<br /> Me: Well there’s an image. Speaking of ducks, any chance your brother will be out of the country for the summer?<br /> Tessa: Don’t worry about Ben. I don’t even see him that much so you won’t have to either. And besides, he’s already been warned. If he bothers you, I get to kick him in the nuts.<br /> Me: Only after I get the first shot at him. :)<br /> Tessa: There’s my girl. This summer is going to be amazeballs!!! See ya tomorrow!<br /> Me: See ya!<br /> I don’t even know the name of the bar I’m currently sitting in. But I doubt it matters.Especially when my best friend isn’t shy about her sexual conquests. If I am going to keep up with her this summer, I have to ditch my first time, and fast. Tessa has no idea that I still hold my v-card, and I really don’t want to show up tomorrow waving it around like some sort of abstinence banner. So, with the help of my most non-virginal outfit, I’m going to be giving away that card to one of the lucky men in this bar tonight.<br /> “Here ya go, sweetheart,” the bartender says, placing a bright purple drink in front of me. “From the guy with the black shirt at the end of the bar.”<br /> I take another sip and glance back down at the bar, but the man is no longer there. A surge of disappointment floods my system.<br /> “Where’d he go?” I utter under my breath as my eyes search the crowded bar. Who buys a girl a drink and then leaves before cashing in on the thank you? Didn’t he see the giant florescent arrow pointing to me, flashing this chick wants to get laid by you? That hottie was definite v-card material.<br /> “Where’d who go, baby?”<br /> Whipping my head around, I meet the eyes of my beautiful little drink buyer as he claims the stool next to me. Gasping softly, I allow myself a moment to take in the hotness that is now brushing up against my arm. His bright gray eyes are hooded by dark eyebrows, and my attention is drawn down to his lips as they curl up into a smile. Those. Lips. Full and way inviting, if I had the nerve I’d jump all over them. I look back up into his eyes with a grin. “Oh, um, you actually. I wanted to thank you for my drink. It’s really good. What is it?”<br /> I arch my eyebrow. “Oh? And how long have you been watching me to make that observation?”<br /> He chuckles, one of the sweetest laughs I’ve ever heard, before replying, “Long enough to see that you’re also here by yourself, which surprises me.”<br /> He smiles before he leans in and brushes his lips against my ear. “I’m not, but this bar will eventually close, and I don’t plan on stopping what I’m going to do to you until your body can’t take anymore.”<br /> I shudder at the thought and move my hand to his thigh, flexing my fingers and feeling his muscles contract against me. <br /> Turning my head, I put my lips right up to his ear and mimic his position. “Will you be gentle with me? I’ve never done this before,” I whisper.<br /> “But God, I want this. I want you to make me come.” I lean back and meet his bright eyes, noticing the specks of blue that stand out against the gray. <br /> “Do you think you can handle me?”<br /> I know it sounds crazy, but I want to be owned by this man. I want to give myself to him completely and a huge part of me doesn’t want gentle. I don’t care that it might hurt. I want him to take me and I don’t want him to hold back. I open up and he slips it inside, his eyes watching with a new heat as I scrape my teeth along his skin and bite down with the smallest amount of pressure. The muscles in his neck twitch and he slides it out, dragging his now wet thumb down my neck.<br /> “Your place or mine, baby? I’m close to losing my mind if I don’t get inside you soon.”<br /> I lick my lips, tasting the trace of whiskey that he left on them from our brief peck. “Yours. I don’t have a place.”<br /> I squeezed his hand, looking up at him from underneath my eyelashes. “I’ll follow you, but I’m going to need to feel those lips again first.”<br /> He doesn’t waste any time. It’s as if he’s thinking the same thing, because before I can move in even slightly to affirm my desires, he’s on me. <br /> “Coconut,” he whispers against my mouth.<br /> “Hmm?”<br /> His lip curls up in the corner. “You taste like coconut. I love coconut.” I grin as he flicks his head toward a jacked up truck. “That’s me. Follow close behind me, baby. I’d hate to lose you.”<br /> “That would be a shame,” I tease, walking toward my cherry red jeep that’s parked only a few cars down from his. “I’d hate to have this night end after just one peck.”<br /> His eyes narrow in on my license plate. “One helluva peck though, Georgia.”<br /> My legs instinctively wrap around his waist as he carries me over to the bed, dropping me in the middle of it. I run my tongue along my bottom lip, tasting his mouth on mine. I’m ready. So ready. If he doesn’t touch me again soon, I might just resort to begging.<br /> He’d probably like that.<br /> “Christ, you’re so beautiful. Look at you.” He stares down at me, eyes blazing as I stretch out on the bed beneath him. “You’ve no idea how close I was to pulling over on the side of the road and taking you right there.”<br /> That would’ve been fun. A really bad hip looking truck? I’ll have to put that on my to-do list.<br /> “Maybe next time,” I reply, but I know there won’t be a next time. Not with this guy anyway. I’ll probably never see him and I have to be okay with that.<br /> “You’re beautiful when you come.” He plants gentle peckes between my legs, his eyes glued to mine. “I need to see that again.” He kneels in between my legs, dropping his hand to the spot that he’s just worked like the world was about to end. I whimper as he teases me with one finger, slipping it inside as he keeps his eyes on me. “When you get yourself off, do you just focus on your cherry or do you into your private part like this?”<br /> I swallow loudly as he slips in another finger, loosening me, priming me for his shaft. “Just my cherry. I don’t think I can come from,” I gasp, “from that.”<br /> I bite my lip playfully. “Tempting. But I want this to be with you.” Our eyes stay locked as he sits back between my legs. “You just seem so sweet. I’d like my first time to be with a sweet guy.”<br /> “Show me you want this.” He holds me with his stare, commanding me to do what he’s asking. “Show me you want me to be the one to take it.”<br /> He twitches inside me and stills, relaxing his body against mine as we both slowly come down. But I don’t want to come down. I like this high. No, I love this high. This high is incredible. Now I understand what appeals to addicts. I’m elated and completely spent. I could actually die now and be okay with it. And I would like my tombstone to read the following:<br /> Mia Blaire Corelli<br /> Beloved daughter and friend.<br /> Death by Climax. With a capital “O”<br /> I had no intention of falling asleep. I had planned on surprising Tessa after my amazing night with my stranger, explaining that I was too excited to wait until the next day to leave. But after five climaxs, five, a girl can only take so much before she passes out.<br /> His arm is draped across my waist, his slow, steady breathing in my hair as I glance at the alarm clock on his nightstand. 10:14 a.m. I can’t believe I slept over. At a stranger’s house. A complete stranger. Well, not complete. He’s the only man that knows my body the way I want them to. And sweet Jesus does he know it. Plus, it felt natural to cuddle up next to him and fall asleep on his chest. It was almost intimate, our experience. It was hot but also sweet. He was gentle with each new position, constantly asking if I was okay before he took me to that depth of passion and owned me. And I felt his affection deep within me. But I pretended I didn’t. This wasn’t supposed to mean anything other than a hot fling.<br /> “I gotta go.” I go to release his hand but he tightens his grip. “You’re trouble, you know that? I have places to be.”<br /> His cell phone rings from the nightstand, forcing him to release my hand with a disapproving grunt. “Stay with me a little while longer. What’s the rush?” The phone continues to ring in his hand as he waits for my response.<br /> “I can’t.” I lean down and brush my lips against his, the ringtone finally fading out. And then I start toward the door, which is an extremely difficult task. Every ounce of my being wants to stay with this man, if only just to talk to him.<br /> “Wait, At least tell me your name.” His phone starts ringing again, having been ignored the first time.<br /> “Thank you for last night. I’ll never forget you.”<br /> I allow myself one last look before I slip out of his bedroom. His eyes are sad, pleading even, and I can’t keep looking or I’m going to crack. I turn and leave before I weaken even more. And I know I’ll never forget him. He was amazing, and exactly what I wanted my first time to be like. A beautiful memory. That’s exactly what he’ll be.<br /> Ben<br /> “You’re an pig,” Tessa snaps. “Mia, ignore him. He’s just mad that he hasn’t gotten laid in three months.”<br /> I move in front of the chairs, giving myself a better view of Mia but making sure to keep my eyes on my sister’s at the moment. “I just got laid last night for your information. And she was incredible.”<br /> “Humph,” Mia mumbles again.<br /> I step to the side of her chair, putting her gorgeous body right under my nose. Her papilla are insane, full and barely wrapped up in the tiny piece of fabric. I want to shake the man’s hand that created this bikini. It was meant for this body. “Is my life amusing to you, Mia? Because if you’d really like to see what I can do, I’ll take you right here on this lawn chair. I’ll make you scream until your voice breaks.”<br /> “No thanks. I, like you, got laid last night and have been good for several months. Years even. My private part is still humming after getting worked with that mouth of his.”<br /> Her response is muffled by the towel but I definitely hear the word private part. And my shaft hears it too.<br /> “Dayyyyum,” Tessa chuckles.<br /> I place my hand on her knee, gripping it softly. She tenses. “I bet I can work it better than him.” My hand slides down her thigh, painfully slowly. Barely moving at all. Her skin is smooth and warm. She stops me with hers when I reach mid-thigh. “I’ll make you ride my face until you’re begging for my shaft.”<br /> “Jesus Chr…” She sits up mid-sentence, the towel dropping somewhere that I can’t seem to focus on. Because I can only focus on the face that can’t possibly be Mia Corelli. “You? Ben? Ben! Oh God. Oh my God.”<br /> I’m shocked. Completely shocked. It’s her. Mia Corelli is her. What are the odds? “Mia I…” She quickly gets to her feet, her hips swaying as she storms toward the house. “Mia, wait up!” I yell, starting after her until Tessa puts her tiny frame in front of me and blocks me.<br /> “What was that? Did you really just tell Mia that you’d make her ride your face? You’re lucky she didn’t deck you.”<br /> Her hands curl up into fists at her hips. “How is it complicated? You made her uncomfortable, like you always do, because you’re an pig.”<br /> I’m getting impatient. I grip Tessa’s shoulders and firmly plant her in her lawn chair. “Give me a few minutes with her. I’m not going to hurt her, I promise. I just want to talk to her.” My voice is sincere and Tessa knows it.<br /> Her shoulders relax and she scoots back on her chair, resuming her favorite tanning position. “Five minutes. And if she’s crying when I come in there, I’m keying your precious baby.”<br /> Nice threat. Keying my truck would be a way to cut me deep, but there’ll be no need for that. Mia wouldn’t be crying. I’d never make her cry. If I could find her. I’m roaming the house, listening for any clues of where she might be, but dead silence fills the space. “Mia? Baby, please let me talk to you.”<br /> I hear a door open and she emerges from the hallway, her eyes reddened and streaked with tears. “Don’t call me that. How dare you say those things to me out there?” Our legs bring us together but she pushes against my chest, not liking the closeness our bodies seem to crave. “I can’t believe this! I can’t believe it was you last night. This can’t be happening.” Tears run down her face and I wipe them away before she can reach up and stop me.<br /> “I can’t believe it either. But, Mia, if this isn’t the luckiest day of my life.” I bring my hands up to her face and hold her there, feeling her shudder against me. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you all morning. Last night was—”<br /> “A mistake,” she interrupts curtly. Her hands pry mine from her face and she turns her body, staring out the window. “A huge mistake. If I’d have known it was you, it wouldn’t have happened. I’m sure you know that by now.”<br /> She moves quickly out of my grasp toward the hallway she just emerged from. “I didn’t feel anything. And it was a mistake, Ben. A huge mistake.” Her eyes reach mine with regret once more and I swear that there are tears in them again. “You can’t stop ruining my life, can you?”<br /> I watch her disappear, unable to reply. Ruining her life?A door slams down the hallway just as the sliding glass door opens. Tessa looks at me with raised eyebrows and I motion toward the direction Mia fled to.<br /> Mia<br /> “Well, I did not see this coming. Not in a million years.” Tessa slumps down on the bed I’ve been curled up on after I shared my naughty little secret with her. <br /> She paced during that run down, her jaw hitting the floor the moment I said I lost my first time to her brother. <br /> “This. Is. Crazy. I mean, first of all, I had no idea you were still a virgin. For not telling me. Although I’m not sure I would’ve believed you, considering what you look like.”<br /> I smile weakly at her compliment. “Yeah, well, I wish I still was. I can’t believe I was stupid enough to not ask his name last night. This could’ve been easily avoided.” <br /> Because there’s no way I would’ve went through with it if I’d have known that mouth belonged to Ben Kelly. The boy that made me cry daily for five years. The boy that made me feel insignificant. The boy I hated.

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