No questions asked.

I'm getting late for school mom, the bus is outside waiting" yelled Cristy as she waited for her mother to bring her lunch. Michelle, her mother rushed to the door and opened it for her[…]

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Trafficked love ch. 17

Chapter Seventeen: The Hierarchy Angel returned when her dance was over. Bishop was still there, talking with Rich. A few of Bishop’s men, obviously guards, stood by, watching the crowd. Upon approaching, one of the[…]

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Amy – part 3

Thanks for the previous comments. I think this is getting better, hope you agree. This is the 3rd part of the Amy story as seen largely through Becky's (the oldest daughter) eyes. It may be[…]

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This morning

I arrived at work this morning as planned, and went directly into M’s office. A few pleasantries were exchanged before we got down to business. “I want you to crawl over to me,” he said.[…]

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Payback

Payback I was setting at home one night in late September when the phone rang; it was Doug, a friend that I had gone to school with who had moved south after he got out[…]

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The tow man

The truck approaches the stalled car. One more tow and he can go home to bed. It has been a slow night what with the rain and all. A constant steady rain, soaking, but warm.[…]

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