Skinned knees

It was Sunday, a full day off from work. That meant I had the whole day to devote to my other job, the one I should have concentrated on years ago. I planned to do[…]

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She said, he said

She She knelt in a large open space. She knelt in darkness, the black silk hood barring even the tiniest sliver of light from her eyes. She could sense that there were people nearby, but[…]

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Firecracker ch.3

authors note: hey guys, im back, im 21 now, still a redhead, lost some weight so im even more hour glass than before. i got inspired to go reread my old stories thanks to a[…]

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The plan

I locked eyes with her across the dance floor. It had to be her- caramel colored skin, red dress, dark hair, check, check, and check. She towered over the rest of the dancers, had to[…]

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Late night work

Author's note: I know it's impossible for three guys NOT to get caught hiding in a closet, but this is 100% FICTION. Please keep that in mind, thanks! My name is Allison, and Im 19.[…]

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The portrait part 2

Michael Denton, fresh from his earlier portrait/fucking session with Esperanza, drove through the late morning traffic toward the palatial home of Meg Morgan, smiling inwardly. He had finished a rough sketch of his nude portrait[…]

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A dark night

Alana walked quickly and furtively down the deserted, brooding street that was Spinner’s End. Breathing heavily with each step, she gazed over her shoulder repeatedly, convinced she was being watched. I hate going down this[…]

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