Dreams

there seem's to be a message in my dreams..it's a mystery, often of people i know or have known, sometime's things of the past.. there seem's to be a message in my dreams..just last night[…]

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The orchestra trip

It was that time of the year again: the end of the year orchestra trip. This year, they were headed up to Boston for the music festival (that’s what they call the competitions). It was[…]

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Camorra chapter 3

Hurriedly changing his breeches and shirt for a clean pair, he made his way down towards the kitchen again. In the corridor, he passed Camorra in the corridor, who avoided his eyes and swept past[…]

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Snow day

Hi again. Just when I think I’m done writing these stories, my mind wanders off on another erotic trail…. care to join me? It’s late winter, and the last of a series of storms has[…]

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