Changing amy

Chapter 1 I didn’t know where I was or who I was with. Then it hit me. I was interrogated, raped, then now cuffed naked on a lonely table. What the fuck happened? One day[…]

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Did she know?

It was a quiet Saturday evening and the sun had just started to set. She was working outside shoveling the snow and cleaning off her car. She was a beautiful woman, 42 y/o but could[…]

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Mixed metaphors ix

Mixed Metaphors IX Becky awoke at 3:00am. She was having a difficult time remembering how they got to bed. The last thing she recalled was the smile on Tony’s face when he lay prostrate on[…]

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Carol's craving

/> <b>By Charm /> <I>(c) 2001 Charmbrights. All rights reserved. The author has asserted the moral rights under sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act /> <b>Carol and /> Coming away[…]

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Priscila's lesson

It was a warm sunny day outside, simply a perfect time to relax. Or so Priscila Jones had thought. She wasn't young anymore, not certainly, but she wasn't old either – she was in her[…]

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The man by the pool

Over the summer I usually post flyers for people who have a pool that needs cleaned. Living in Southern California means there is a lot of people with pools. I get relatively good business but[…]

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A night to remember

The clock strikes midnight. I am lying in my bed, thinking of everything and nothing, the thunderstorm outside adding an eerie ambience to the whole scenario. The door creaks open. I look up, surprised at[…]

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