Late five

Late Five By Systematic Oh, boy. Practice. My favorite. Physical discomfort, questionable hygiene, pain, shouting. “What? No. No. I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean.” I snatched the marker out of his hand[…]

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The dvd button

It was a Sunday afternoon. I was sitting on the couch looking at sports and the doorbell rang. I opened the door and it was Julie. Julie was super fine. She was about 5’6” @[…]

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Master's valentine

Sturing the pot of chocolate again so it doesn't clump I lay out the strawberries and the pineapple, to be dipped and eaten later tonight. The house has been cleaned and I had a couple[…]

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Big girl

Lois Helmers was lonely. It had been such a long time since she had been with a man, she could hardly remember when. Not exactly young any more at thirty six, her real problem was[…]

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Creamed milk maid

Creamed Milk Maid Kelsey Diaz had always had boys after her, even in elementary school. There was just something about her that seemed to draw them in. She didn’t really understand it when she’d been[…]

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