Poker night

Every Friday night, like clock work the guys come over to my house for "Poker Night". It is an evening away from the wives. For those of us who are lucky enough not to have[…]

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Late night reporting

Bianca had just finished reporting a story of a explosion and fire in a small town seventy miles southeast of Dallas. Since our first meeting Bianca has been avoiding me. She is married and a[…]

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Falling ch. 01

Chapter 1, In which I do a good deed I was lying on my back staring at the ceiling when the phone rang. It was too much effort to move, so I continued pondering the[…]

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Sweet revenge

Susan and Claire Cheerfully walked in. School was out, It was weekend and their parents were on a business trip to Taiwan for three weeks. It would just be the two of them and the[…]

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Is it real ?

She looks at her phone, 'be there at 8pm, or else.' the text sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. Time for a bath and to get ready she thought. She looked through her[…]

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The making 1

The Making I never have been much on taking orders. As a child I was a handful for my parents, as a teen I rebelled against any authority whether at home or elsewhere. As a[…]

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