The dyke bar

It was 11pm on a Friday night and I needed a woman. I try to avoid the dyke bars, but my pussy sometimes rules my brain, so I walked downtown and into Jimmie's place. It[…]

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The evil dead

It was the seventh day of her journey back home. Kaylee, a black women barely considered twenty one was wearing the only thing she had clean. A tight blue dress that stopped halfway up her[…]

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Accounts payback

David is a thirty year old guy who has been engaged for three years. With the forthcoming nuptials, he is finding home life to be highly stressful and it has started to become more of[…]

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Diana

Diana. This is a true story, as it has been told to me from an American friend. I just his story… If wrongly translated, or wrong phrases, please bear with me… Mostly you can read[…]

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My life so far

(The following is a true story. None of the names have been changed to protect the innocent, because, well, let's face it, none of us were all that innocent to begin with!!) * * *[…]

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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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Seduced by miriam

It was a gorgeous early evening in the Mid-Atlantic on a late spring day in 1957. The summer solstice was three and a half weeks away with the temperature in the upper seventies. The sky[…]

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Learning curve

(Aside) “I want some advice,” Carley asked Hallie. “On what?” “On that stuff you do with Paul.” “Ohh, that kind of advice,” Hallie nodded knowingly. Carley looked at the floor, somewhat embarrassed, then back up[…]

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