The making 5

The Making 5 “How was your little nap?” Mistress Annette asked as I opened my eyes. I just moaned something unintelligible and rolled toward the voice. My body reminded me where I was and what[…]

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In the dark and quiet

It was dark and quiet outside the apartment. The light slanted in from the street lights outside putting a strange orange glow throughout the room. Only enough light entered to show the dark shapes of[…]

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Gray rock 1

The phone continued to ring. The large piles of blankets shifted but only a little. The ringing phone seemed to get louder and louder. Finally the blankets would move and a hand would slide out[…]

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Majick

Ivy Johnson woke up on the morning of her 18th birthday to the sound of a bird tapping it’s beak on her window. The sun was not up yet, but the sky was getting purple.[…]

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Masters touch

She had caught my attention on a website I favored, a new face with a talent for writing that had me hard and throbbing by the end of the first paragraph. I sent her a[…]

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