Allison's uncle

Allison came home from school and threw her backpack on the floor near the sofa. "Uncle Pete?"she called."You home?" "Yeah honey", came her uncles muffled reply."In the kitchen." Allison came bouncing into the kitchen, her[…]

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Romance??

Monday is my favorite day of the week. It's not because school starts (yay), or the fact that it begins with the same letter as my first name (Megan), but the fact its the day[…]

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Moment by moment…

She closed her eyes again. In her mind she pushed away the memory of the accident and concentrated on his hands. He had large soft hands. They were male hands. Gentle.. tender and hers. She[…]

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Rhoda

Rhoda is a long time friend and neighbor. I've known her and her husband and her daughter Sharon for more than twenty years. They moved into my neighborhood when I was around seven years old.[…]

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