Trafficked love ch. 17

Chapter Seventeen: The Hierarchy Angel returned when her dance was over. Bishop was still there, talking with Rich. A few of Bishop’s men, obviously guards, stood by, watching the crowd. Upon approaching, one of the[…]

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A brush with the law

I think I’m a pretty average guy. You know, medium build, medium complexion, medium brown hair, average looks. When I say “average looks,” I mean I’m no Brad Pitt, but then nobody ever got me[…]

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A day shopping

She woke up feeling alive. Her body felt like it had been touched by a magician who knew every part of her body. She thought back to the day before. She wondered how they met,[…]

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Naked: the two sisters

I pulled into my driveway around 10:30pm. It was a Saturday evening and I was stark naked. Long story. (See: “Naked, Exposed, and Abused” for background information.) I looked around to see if anyone was[…]

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