My little angel

She stood there, in the hall, wearing a short summer dress tight over her budding breasts and loose and frilly, cut short on her long lean thighs. She smiles at me and rushed into my[…]

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The rush. pt. 3

[If you haven't read my first two Rush writings, go back, reread them, and THEN read this. Otherwise, it won't make much sense.] Melanie got back to Kissa’s room to find her still sleeping soundly,[…]

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Mukuneiu: red moon

{ } scenes are flashbacks. ~ —–The only thing she truthfully remembered of that cold night was staring into the glowing headlights as they passed by. Her skin was dry, yet felt brittle, and she[…]

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The alley

I was at the bar with friends, enjoying a couple drinks. I needed a night out to vent after a long busy week at work. I like these nights because im able to get all[…]

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