My khassian girl pt:1

Before you read: This work is purely fictional. Any references to historical events or people, cultures, nations and religions are only for story effect and in no way is it meant to be an insinuation[…]

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And still champion

Duke Walker stood under the burning needles of the shower in his bathroom while letting the hot water waft over his well muscled body! Oh man was he ever tired, ten long hours on that[…]

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Stockroom — part ii

Chapter Two Michael refrains from grabbing my hand, but we both exit the bag room at a run. Clocking out and retrieving our belongings from the office quickly, we bolt out the employee exit side[…]

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A night out

I hung up the phone quickly and turned my legs out of the covers for my feet to meet the floor. It was cold outside, being December, and chilly in the house compared to the[…]

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A minuet in flesh

The lowering sun melted into the waves as they crashed against the neighboring rocks. The evening had settled into hues of red, orange, and yellow. The ocean was turned into a melting pot of colors,[…]

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