Dead men

"Chicago, the windy city." they call it. I just think its cold as fuck… I'm driving down I'm driving west on 290, toward the western side of downtown, to my office. I take a cigarette[…]

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Peeping tom

The detective pressed his ID against the spy-hole of the door and announced his name and rank clearly and decisively. “Police, ma’am. Detective Thomas Patterson. May I speak with you please?” The door opened slowly[…]

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Japan

I was on route to a conference in Japan and I was about to board my flight. I walked up the aisle looking at all the faces and wondering what I would do to occupy[…]

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One last fling

Sorry I've been away for so long. I still read the stories almost daily, but I have not been inspired to write another until now. This one is a bit different than my others but[…]

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Awakening pt. 5 (1)

I touched down on the gravel drive outside Hannah's house, the moonlight lighting my way as I looked at the house. Streams of golden light flickered through an upstairs curtain and as I levitated and[…]

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Surviving dawn pt 6

 I awoke to the dim red light, the bunker completely silent. I rolled over and kissed Amber on her forehead before climbing over her and covering her nude body with a blanket. I slowly made[…]

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Morning mom

Hi I'm Ian, 18 years old and always gagging for it. I never met my father as my mom fell in puppy love when she was 14 and had me soon after. Michael, my father[…]

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