Mountain angel

My story takes place back in the late 80's, when PC's and Digital Cameras still were a rarity, but which I had in my possession, using them for my main hobby: taking photos. This was[…]

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A teenage escort

A Teenage Escort. Part 1. The Training My family was fairly poor, no, really poor. As a child through high school I was teased about my clothes, shoes, everything other kids had that were nicer.[…]

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The yule log – part 2

Katie arrived Wednesday night. It was great to see her. My youngest sister had taken education even more seriously than I had. She was finishing her masters in the spring and had already been accepted[…]

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Old warehouse loft

I unlock the rusty old door, open it and Christine walks inside. The air inside is dry and dusty. The old warehouse has large ceiling windows and light enters in beams. We walk up the[…]

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My master

I hear your key turn in the front door, and automatically assume my position on the floor: kneeling with my hands in my lap and my head bowed – we established long ago that I’m[…]

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Gotta go right now

Gotta Go Right Now There has been a commercial on television for some pill that will control your bladder. It has this stupid little jingle that I can’t get out of my head because my[…]

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Eyeful

By /> NC-17 Slash/Incest Disclaimer: I did not create and do not own any readily recognizable media characters. I have no agreement, legal or otherwise, with the creators or owners. This is purely for entertainment–I[…]

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Seduced by miriam

It was a gorgeous early evening in the Mid-Atlantic on a late spring day in 1957. The summer solstice was three and a half weeks away with the temperature in the upper seventies. The sky[…]

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