Busted

Busted I don't know which startled me more, the sound of the pistol being cocked or the question. "What the fuck are you doing?" "This is not good," I'm thinking to myself. "Well, answer me,[…]

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A quiet interlude

I stand at the foot of the table watching you intently. The silence is wreaking havoc on your already overexcited senses. My eyes travel over your face taking note of the slight parting of your[…]

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Kelsey's dance

The last dance of the school year was almost over. I looked around the gym…dark lights, crepe paper streamers, kids huddled in close, sweet embraces. I was more interested in who was dancing with who[…]

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