Liz part four

Liz part Four I spent the day, taking friendly abuse from my staff for being late and for wearing glad rags to work rather than my normal clothing, I don't gloat over sexual conquests and[…]

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A short hop 1

My friend Bob called me on Tuesday and asked me to meet with his accountant Betsy. Apparently she was considering an offer to run accounting for some out of town firm and he felt I[…]

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At the playground

She showed up at the playground, when I first noticed her. My toddler daughter was playing on the structure with the ropes and slide and stuff right in the middle of the place and there[…]

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Playdates, act dos

Lauren was walking down the street when a red Honda came screeching to a stop next to her. “Jesus, Tara,” she muttered, as she slung her backpack off her shoulder and walked toward the car.[…]

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