My khassian girl pt:1

Before you read: This work is purely fictional. Any references to historical events or people, cultures, nations and religions are only for story effect and in no way is it meant to be an insinuation[…]

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Promises broken

Richard stopped his car outside Janet's house. He walked around the brand new BMW 750 to her side and opened her door. Janet got out, consciously keeping her knees together to avoid showing too much[…]

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Loving friends

One night my friends and I were watching movies spread around the room on couches, air matresses and chairs as well as the floor. Slowly everyone was drifting off to bed when eventually it was[…]

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Experimentation

Ukyo Kuonji tapped a spatula against the table, glancing over at the clock on the wall for what she estimated was about the ninth time in three minutes. Shampoo wasn't technically late. It was still[…]

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Mixed metaphors xii

Mixed Metaphors XII It was Sunday morning; four am when Becky got out of bed and cruised the front room like a morning watch police officer looking for bodies and various types of damage. Everyone[…]

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Shower boys

Jimmy stood over in the corner of the shower room all alone while shyly soaping up his overly thin one hundred twenty five pound body!!! Off all the members of the fraternity, Jimmy was the[…]

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