Wednesday afternoon

Marion anxiously waited for the doorbell to ring, as she checked her watch for the third time in the last ten minutes. "Where was she," Marion thought to herself, "I wish for once she'd be[…]

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Night shift romance

It was a typical, night shift Sunday. The huge factory, normally bustling with noise and activity, lay quiet and dark. I was in my office/quality lab, dipping parts in chemicals and singing along with the[…]

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My la trip

My LA Trip I was on the phone talking to an old girlfriend and brought up an upcoming business trip I was taking to LA. She responded by telling me she hadn’t been there in[…]

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Laura and ross

Fbailey story number 618 AUTHOR’S NOTE: I had a very nice and unusual request, one that is easy to do. Thank you Laura and Ross. THEY WROTE: “When you write one of your stories could[…]

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I own you

I walk in the room, push you up against the wall and kiss you so hard that it takes your breath away and leaves you panting for breath… Pinning your arms against the wall, I[…]

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Billy's mom

Fbailey story number 436 Billy's Mom I had always liked Billy’s mother because she always gave us fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies, still warm from the oven along with a big glass of chocolate milk.[…]

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My day

My Day The alarm clock clicks on and a slightly manic voice comes out of the speakers, “Good morning, I am the saviour of Radio 1, the one and only Chris Moyes”, “Bugger, that means[…]

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