The season of hunting

THE SEASON OF HUNTING It is the spring, the season of my hunting, And I'm awaken from the winter doze, I'm a volcano which begins erupting, The smell of love fills my perceptive nose!.. I[…]

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Jill came out

Her stiletto boots vibrated with the pulse of the industrial beat. She felt in the middle of something exciting. Around her, people clad in latex, leather, chains, and drag carried on comfortably and casually, as[…]

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My first love

My First Love Part 1 I was starting my first semester of college in 1985 and was frightened and lonely. All my friends had gone to other schools or started working and they all were[…]

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Lunch

The wheels on the Jaguar convertible squeal as I power through a tight curve in the road. The warm Dallas air is rushing past my ears with a howl and down the street between tall[…]

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Met at the store

I was standing in the health and beauty isle of my local grocery store, when I felt someone looking at me. At first I dismissed it as an over active imagination and my crazy libido[…]

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