Me and jim #2

"So, uh, what do we do now?" asked Jim. "What do you mean?" "Well, do you want to go any further?" "Like what?" I asked. "I don't sound kind of weird, but I've always wanted[…]

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A cruel joke

"Stop it! Nooo!! Paul! STOP! I need to pee, let me go!!!" I squealed, laughing and kicking Paul in the side accidentally. He let go immediately and sat up on the bed, grabbing his left[…]

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The candidate

"……..and it my opponent wants to run on a platform of higher taxes, then the voters will have will have a clear choice in who they wish to represent them in Washington, because as you[…]

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Mothers passion

My father was doing roaring business selling oil seeds in Gulburga, before shifting the family to Mumbai after my only sister got married. Our new house in New Bombay was luxurious to say the least[…]

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Royalty

“Dang, B, I ain’t fittin’ ta be meetin’ no females off no party line!” shouted Erin over the stereo that spilled out the sounds of the rapper Jay-Z. Erin was visiting her cousin Berri in[…]

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A short love story i

First installment. Perhaps more to come. It was over a month since our first encounter. I hadn’t seen Emma since we, well… I took her innocence. I was nineteen at the time, and she thirteen.[…]

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The twins

Lets go down the pub for drink, said Frank on the telephone, its been a while since we saw Seamus at the White Castle. Now the thought of going for a beer was appealing but[…]

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Rhoda

Rhoda is a long time friend and neighbor. I've known her and her husband and her daughter Sharon for more than twenty years. They moved into my neighborhood when I was around seven years old.[…]

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The stock boy

"Almost finished, Zack," Judith asked, while the eighteen year old stock boy hefted a roll of roofing paper onto the shelf!?!" "Just about," he answered, "I've still have some paint to restock, but other than[…]

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The gambler

I really hate amateurs. Especially amateurs with guns. If people can’t afford to lose, they shouldn’t play poker. Unfortunately, some people don’t get that. They seem to believe that anyone can gamble and make money.[…]

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