Psyche

I was barely surviving when I turned thirteen. I was nothing and no one, a street rat with no home or family. With puberty came power, only not like others. I could move things with[…]

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Missing mom

Please Rate and comment Jolene walked down the quiet road, thankful for some quiet time on her own. The day would be warm but the morning was cool with a bright blue sky. She was[…]

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Moment by moment…

She closed her eyes again. In her mind she pushed away the memory of the accident and concentrated on his hands. He had large soft hands. They were male hands. Gentle.. tender and hers. She[…]

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A flight to remember

My Mile High Experience I spent my summer at the University of California in Berkeley, studying Arabic, when I had to return home to Alabama. My several connecting flights made the fare cheaper, but it[…]

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Sarah's a bad girl

Sarah’s a Bad Girl Chapter 1 Right across the street in my subdivision lives a mid forties woman by the name of Sarah. Her husband Gary, looks to be quite older, maybe in his late[…]

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Day off

Masha stood in front of her mirror and pulled her long, blonde hair back into a sleek knot and then applied her favorite red Chanel lipstick. She noticed her white silk blouse had come undone[…]

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