Flying kites

A guy is outside in his front yard attempting to fly a kite with his son. Every time the kite gets up in the air, it comes crashing down. After this goes on for a[…]

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The pack

The pack prowled, around and around the spacious penthouse flat. You could sense the building excitement; it was time to feed. We consisted of a harem of six girls ruled by two dominant males and[…]

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The wood

It was cold. I lay hidden behind the bush close to the grassy path lining through the dark wood, it was my fifth night waiting. Often times a man or a group would walk past,[…]

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