Fear of flying

Here is my first offering. I was written for a lady friend who was absolutely phobic about flying. It is not as graphic as some of my other writings and I may rework it later.[…]

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Workers playtime

A course Geordie voice shouted as I heard someone wolf-whistle me, "Careful you don't show us your stocking tops; sweetheart!" I had arrived home half an hour earlier after finishing a night shift at the[…]

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The kidnapping

It's winter and the rain is pouring down, an icy wind is blowing strong enough to make it hard to drive and the bare branches on the trees to blow dangerously, my car has broken[…]

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