Her mother

"Hi, Mrs. Sherman," Steve said nervously, "Pam said you wanted to talk to me!" "That is correct young man," she replied sternly, "sit down, please!!!" After taking his seat, Steve fidgeted a bit and after[…]

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Psyche

I was barely surviving when I turned thirteen. I was nothing and no one, a street rat with no home or family. With puberty came power, only not like others. I could move things with[…]

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The backing singers

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009 It had been a long, frustrating afternoon in the recording studio. Darya Jones was making her first solo album, and things were not going well. She had been a leading member[…]

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Slave angela

Angela was walking out to her car after work. She hated working so late the parking lot was dark and it gave her the creeps. She hated her job and wished she could be doing[…]

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Move in day

Laura entering into her apartment looking at all the boxes scattered around that need to be unpacked. Laura just moved to Dallas from west Texas to become the early morning meteorolgist. Eagar for a shower[…]

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Sweet as moma's pie

Sweet as moma's pie -Digimon lemon for ssjgokillo's contest by MISTER BIG T This is a place, where usually authors speak shit like something about not owning digimons. If you think I own digimons, it's[…]

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