Tablitha and mark (part 1)

Tablitha kissed his cheek, her soft lips tickling his little hairs. Mark smiled cuddling tight to her, his lips puckering against her cheek softly, stroking his fingers gently through her long red hair. She smiled[…]

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The island [continued]

The Island Part 3 We walked across the soft grass… the evening breeze chilling her through the thin chemise… Inside the room, I turned the water on to fill the Jacuzzi… lighting the candles that[…]

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Desperate need

This is my first story, and if I get enough views, I'll start a series. Please comment and message me tips and ideas, and I'll try and work them into my next story. I really[…]

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Bus ride

I was sitting at an out door café enjoying my coffee and book and loving the breeze as it wrapped around me. As I am deep in book I can feel someone staring at me[…]

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Silken manacles

Isn't it funny how the most incongruous of details seem to be the ones that linger in memory in times of extreme duress? This idea fluttered through Diane Greer's scattered thoughts as she watched two[…]

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Gimme a saw

A construction worker in the 5th floor of a building needed a handsaw. So he spots another worker on the ground floor and yells down to him, but he can't hear him. So the other[…]

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Scientific bestiality

My daughter, nine year old Roseanne (Rosie), and I walked through the city park one summer late morning, enjoying the freshness in the air, the smells of the various flowers and trees, and the bushes[…]

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