My dark gift

My Dark Gift Alone, standing in a darkened doorway in a city whose name escapes him, a man is leaning against the wall. His coat pulled up close around his neck trying to ward off[…]

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Bad vicki

Vicki bounced into the room with her usual energy. Her plaid skirt flitting up slightly as she did and her breasts straining against the fabric of her white cotton blouse. Her pig tails bounced on[…]

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Touch nikki

Chapter 1 At a little after noon, the engine of the Miata began to sputter alarmingly. Suddenly, smoke began to billow from beneath the hood, and Nikki let out a high shriek. Something had happened![…]

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Fallen fruit – the first

Author’s Note: The purpose of this series is to establish a vehicle through which to explore some far darker themes than I normally do through a series of short individual chapters. Some suspension of disbelief[…]

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Betty

Betty I’ve always been attracted to mature women. Even as a young man. Though, to be honest, I can find something to like about most women. In my early teens our family moved to Lauderdale[…]

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