Priscila's lesson

It was a warm sunny day outside, simply a perfect time to relax. Or so Priscila Jones had thought. She wasn't young anymore, not certainly, but she wasn't old either – she was in her[…]

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Daves sister

I’d known Dave for three years. When I started comprehensive school he had become a good friend of mine, and I regularly went over to his house to hang out. We’d usually play video games,[…]

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Taken

Marci stood at the kitchen island gazing out the window of her loft. She feels a rough whisper in her ear. " Don't turn around. And don't fight me. And you'll have the best night[…]

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Welcome home

This is my first time posting here so any and all feedback is appreciated. however if you have to be rude about it then keep in mind i'll most likely ignore it. if you like[…]

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