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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Cafe l'amour

Cafe L'Amour. What a stupid name for a coffee shop in the middle of Bumfuck Egypt. Ok, more like Northern Montana, but close enough. Either way, some fancy sounding French cafe had no place there,[…]

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Saturday night out

Giada fidgeting with her short dress, clearing her throat uneasily as I sat at the bar. Men were staring at her. The dress I sent her is very short and the sharp, lethal looking stilettos[…]

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Robbie……..

"Robbie, you are grounded!" Ellen snapped at her son. "I can't believe you thought you could get away with something like that." "Mom! That's not fair!" Robbie protested. "I told you that if you forgot[…]

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Club temptation

Club Temptation It was my first night in Club Temptation; a big deal members club for the upper end of the strip market. I'd taken my turn in the small money bars around town, but[…]

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