Wet dreams

The room was dark; I woke up with a start to a noise outside my window. I was wearing a scrap of fabric that I soon realized was little more than a black lace bra[…]

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Under the willow

Like other writers I am bored. Oh yeah, this book is 'bout some boy who has a massive crush on some girl and uh, enjoy? (Don't set your expectations to high I'm new). My name[…]

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My dream of you

I find myself swimming through a mist-filled lake really remembering how I got there, to this place of magic and streamers of moss and old branches, writing the stories of their once beautiful blooming flowers[…]

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Mother nature

Deep in the woods of Tennessee in the midst of its rolling mountains and tall pines lays a small, crystal clear lake. Up a winding pathway north of there is a cozy cabin. It is[…]

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Home alone

It’s Friday night and I’m home alone. I’ve called the three girls that I’ve been kicking it with lately. Two of the girls were going out and the other never returned my call. All my[…]

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