Peeping tom

The detective pressed his ID against the spy-hole of the door and announced his name and rank clearly and decisively. “Police, ma’am. Detective Thomas Patterson. May I speak with you please?” The door opened slowly[…]

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David, my lover 2

I'm not sure how long I lay on the counter, wave after wave of pleasure flowing through me, gradually dieing away, but when I finally came to my senses, I sat up and realized it[…]

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A weekend at home

"Dammit, " she said to herself with impatience as she paced along the train platform, thinking again to herself that those who thought New York trains being late was a cliche, didn't know New York.[…]

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Milk and cookies

“So you’re going off to college,” Mary Peters said to the young man who was painting her house. “In another couple of weeks, Kerry Kimball replied between brush strokes. “My, my,” she sighed while fanning[…]

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The way to school

The morning started like another, Jessie got up at around 6 to go to school. She showered like she did every morning, she dressed like she did every morning, she checked her backpack and went[…]

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Jane, a wonder 5

INSOMNIA It was 2 in the morning, pitch black yet peaceful this night. For the longest while, I couldn't sleep. Me and Jane hadn't had sex in 5 days because her period started. Mood swings[…]

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