Salem's trial

On my birthday, she wasn't there…. Maybe she had a late day at work… But then she didn't come home at all. Its been almost two years since I last saw Salem. My name is[…]

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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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Racquetball

My coworker Jim had been playing racquetball weekly for about six months at his apartment complex, we had a standing reservation for the court every Thursday night from 7-9. The complex had a small "fitness[…]

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The rush pt. 5

6 hours after she’d come home and embarked on her joint sexual relationship with her mom and sister, Melissa was standing in the shower, calmly washing the dried cum and milk off her body. Janice[…]

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