The farm

The old dirt road seemed to continue forever, flanked on either side by an endless sea of corn. My old truck kicked up dust and debris as I sped down to visit my Aunt and[…]

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The clock

Frank often suspected his wife was masturbating in the shower; she was just TOO happy sometimes, while drying off and getting her clothes on. Well, after today he'd know for sure. He had bought a[…]

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Home coming

My phone rang at some un-godly hour Saturday morning. I said groggily while my husband Craig lay in bed still asleep. up Christina?” It was Logan, an old friend of mine from childhood. I rolled[…]

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Stacy

brrr…, dam cool in this house ! ……Pat wondered what she could do to get warm. Stacy and her husband kept their home cool at night. Better for the lungs Pat knew but she was[…]

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The janitor,

The Janitor Chapter one. Gwen picked up the mail from the mat, closed the front door behind with her foot and flicked the switch, turning on the main light. She dropped her coat over the[…]

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