A day in the park

Ch.1 10’o clock and I stare out the window wondering what day it is. My sister knocks on the door and opens it quietly. “Well that sure defeats the purpose of being quiet if you’re[…]

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Research library

Fbailey story number 396 Research Library When I retired at sixty-two I decided to research the area when I lived and to write a comprehensive book unlike any written before me. It combined several of[…]

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My first time

So for the sake of the story ill leave how old we are to the imagination. What I will say is that she (called "Nadia" for protection) was years older. She had crystal blue eyes[…]

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The hideout

The music was deafeningly loud. The beat almost supplanted your own heart beat as you entered the dance club and were assaulted by the primal rhythms that rocked the air. The squeal of guitars and[…]

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