The dark man

The Dark Man The walls seemed to vibrate from the echo inside the village hall. Every second inherited another boom, and then a crackling fizzle as the cheap speakers failed to keep up with the[…]

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Course of treatment

COURSE OF TREATMENT A few months ago, I would not have dreamed that I would be in this situation. Not that the situation is necessarily bad, but the utterly blatant ethical breaches that I have[…]

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The break in

“Hey boys, gather around, I have a story to tell you,” I say as I walk in the bar and order a drink. I was out late last night, as usual, looking for open windows[…]

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Maribel

Maribel by Gail Holmes I remember the time only to well: it was two days after my birthday, a Sunday morning; on Sundays we never dressed before breakfast just walked around in our night gowns,[…]

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Enslaved secretary 1

“I don’t see that you have much choice, Miss James,” Alex said, leaning back into the heavily-padded, monstrous swivel chair behind his desk. The chair was made of rich black leather and it’s back reached[…]

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Amy – part 4

I know it's been a long time coming. And there's still more in there to come. Please be patient as I have a regular job, company, family, and a dog. I wasn’t really pleased with[…]

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