My first

My First My name is David; I grew up in a pretty stable home with my sister Mary. My parents weren’t rich but they tried to give my sister and me many of the things[…]

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Hope

Love is said to be that which you could never live without. Lust is said to be that which you should never have. Sex is said to be merger of two souls. Strangely, I have[…]

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Jocks

Okay this is totally fake but here it goes! I was 15 when all this happend. It was a normal day of school. But something happend in the afternoon. I was walking down the hallway[…]

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Sonya' siren song

It was late summer, on a Friday afternoon, after a long week, as I turned into my driveway, and there was Sonya, playing a solo game of basketball with the hoop over the garage door.[…]

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Weekend in la

Its been a while since the cocktail party in LA. Heather and I have stayed in touch by phone, she has been asking when she would see me again. I'm busy with work and Heather[…]

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Party games

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 Each year in June, the MD and owner of the company that I work for hosts a staff party at her spacious house in the hills outside the city, and I[…]

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The healing process

“I think I’m getting sick.” /> /> “Why? What are your /> “A little scratch in my throat. My head hurts. I don’t like where this is headed.” “No, me neither. OK, I have the[…]

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