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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School fun part 1

This first fantasy begins at school. I will first say that the names will be changed of course and this is purely fictional and a dream that i want to happen. (ps. i actually dream[…]

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Recollections2

Recollections We were both young, recently married and attending different colleges. We shared the car, both being able to drive. Sometimes I took it; sometimes Pam did, usually when we knew I could get a[…]

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Bb part 2

BB p2 I write for money – All of my clients return if and when they can. I am super friendly when emailed. /> If you finished reading the story, please, vote positive or negative.[…]

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Mothers passion

My father was doing roaring business selling oil seeds in Gulburga, before shifting the family to Mumbai after my only sister got married. Our new house in New Bombay was luxurious to say the least[…]

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Young waitress

Hannah waited on me at Chedder's, she is a young waitress with a warm innocent smile. I asked her " When does your shift end?" " In a half hour." She replied. " Do you[…]

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The intent

A curl was on his thin lip as he watched the young boy. The child’s mother was wiping his lip clean from the ice cream she had allowed him to enjoy moments before. She seemed[…]

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