The desk

“I won’t go any lower than twelve.” I was sweating, but Mr. Johnson looked calm. He’d been calm for the whole fucking negotiation, all forty-five minutes of it. He was slouched in his black leather[…]

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Plump enough

"What do you think about Tech School," asked Miss Ames, "it's got a great computer department, one of the best in the area." Britt Cain looked intently at the brochure her guidance counselor had placed[…]

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Rear door

Rear Door by Miss Irene Clearmont. Copyright 2011 ‘You might just get what you asked for…’ Rear Door. /> ‘I have to find a way to persuade her.’ He thought to himself as he turned[…]

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The quickie

Quickies are my thing. I like to get in and get out, so to speak. So I'm always looking for women with the same idea. It's hard to miss a horny woman if you have[…]

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Not a normal girl

Mai was sitting in her class finishing a test by herself; the teacher had taken off early to catch a flight to his spring break vacation. Mai was a B student at the moment, but[…]

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