Meeting curtis

It's a Tuesday night, and I'm walking home from a Narcotics Anonymous meeting in the dark. It's about six blocks from my apartment, but it seems like longer. The meeting tonight was the same as[…]

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The mixed blessing

This is a little fictitious yet delicious teaser and shout-out to all my fellow members who wished they could write a good story about romance, passion, lust and their true unspoken perversions. Bill and Nancy[…]

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No more parties

really can't believe I'm writing this down, but I can't really believe I'm living the two lives I'm living right now, either. In my first life, I'm a happily married, 35-year old wife and mother[…]

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Betty

Betty I’ve always been attracted to mature women. Even as a young man. Though, to be honest, I can find something to like about most women. In my early teens our family moved to Lauderdale[…]

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The field part#2

The Field Part#2 Amy’s eyes looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She was scared and embarrassed at the same time. She was potentially going to be caught by a couple she had been[…]

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Lust in plenty

A girl stood looking out the window of her apartment, a hand on one hip, the other placed against the window, which was fogged over with condensation. She had soft skin of a colour that[…]

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Good friends

Chapter 1 It was a small party of ten couples and a few unattached men and women and it was, to Helga Cooper's mind, rather a stuffy affair. Everyone seemed to be standing in little[…]

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To forget for a moment

St. Mary’s Cemetery was a beautiful old graveyard with rows and rows of fancy monuments and statues. There was no doubt that most who had been buried here had led successful lives. The mausoleums were[…]

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