It wasn't me.

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

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Silent night…

Nicole was laying on the bed when her husband, Rick, came home from work Friday night. The only thing she had on was a black bra, black g-string, and fishnet stockings to match. When he[…]

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Doug stories #1

Doug Stories #1 I was eleven years old that summer. A mostly normal growing boy I was ordinary enough in many ways I suppose. I was making the usual discoveries that eleven year old boys[…]

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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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The rules

It wasn’t hard to pretend I was asleep when I heard the apartment door open and shut. I’d been on the verge of REM anyway when her entry had startled me awake, but I didn’t[…]

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"sweaty" part 1

/> by Julius Copyright 2005 Mitzi rang the bell. Nobody answered, so she opened the screen door and rapped with her knuckles. The door swung open a couple of inches. Blowing a drop of sweat[…]

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Private compartment

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sands," the conductor explained, "I know you have a reservation for a private berth, but due to over booking all we have left is a compartment for two!!!” “Your berth mate is[…]

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The masseuse

"So tell me, Mrs. Winthrop, how did you get my name," asked Sergio while he was in the process of setting up his massage table!?! "I got it from Donna, Donna Atkins, she says you[…]

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