Wet dreams

The room was dark; I woke up with a start to a noise outside my window. I was wearing a scrap of fabric that I soon realized was little more than a black lace bra[…]

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The island

Why me? Why do I get stuck going to all these out the way places? We have thirty-two techs in this company and whenever something breaks in some backwoods little town that isn't even on[…]

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Saturday

Saturday: Sally… Reflecting: . . . I was running late. I told my secretary to let her wait in my office, which got me a; “Are you sure Mr. Smithe.” I didn’t want Sally drawing[…]

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The maid

Mary was depressed. Out of high school for three months now and not one decent job offer. She was getting desperate!!! Her parents were on her back and she couldn't blame them, underfoot all day[…]

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Must come down

Lying on the large, double bed, Harriet sleepily eased her naked body onto its side and the hollow gold crucifix around her pale neck slipped lovingly between her large, firm breasts. Her body heat gradually[…]

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The backing singers

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 It had been a long, frustrating afternoon in the recording studio. Darya Jones was making her first solo album, and things were not going well. She had been a leading member[…]

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