Mixed metaphors xii

Mixed Metaphors XII It was Sunday morning; four am when Becky got out of bed and cruised the front room like a morning watch police officer looking for bodies and various types of damage. Everyone[…]

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Course of treatment

COURSE OF TREATMENT A few months ago, I would not have dreamed that I would be in this situation. Not that the situation is necessarily bad, but the utterly blatant ethical breaches that I have[…]

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Demon lover

The night surrounds me, drenching my body in shadows and cold sweat as my feverish mind clutches at the hope that my lover will once again find me. Not just any lover… No! This lover[…]

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Bar hopping

Waiting for him to come was something I did all the time anymore, it was getting pretty old, and I was tired of not having my husband’s attention. When we first married the sex was[…]

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Dear diary: november

November 3 Dear Diary, It's getting cold outside! I love the holidays, but I have more pressing things to think about right now! Gary keeps wanting to fuck us, and we keep putting him off![…]

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The dentist is in

"What's next on the agenda, Carol," Dr. Cameron Fixx asked his nurse, "nothing tough I hope!?!" "No such luck," she said with a laugh, "we have a woman in the waiting room with what we[…]

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