A fathers love

My Daddy always loved me. For as long as I can remember. Mom was never really around, she was always busy doing something else. Something that never seemed to include my dad and me. She[…]

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My new master

I walked around the house, I couldn't think about anything else. All that ran through my mind was one thing. No matter what I tried to concentrate on, nothing could push the wicked thought that[…]

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The weekend

Jack had just gotten into his front door when it started to rain. It wasn't hard but as soon as he closed the door it came down hard with lightning and thunder to boot. Perfect[…]

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