Grey monday

A grey Monday morning. I'm sat – no, I'm slumped – behind the desk in my office. I look wearily at the clock. Only 10 o'clock – far too early to slip out for a[…]

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Regrets

What I did to him wasn’t really fair. Such a gentle tender man. There was no way for him to beware. I’ve thought over my actions. And I am not very proud. Of all of[…]

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The boarder

Mitchell Crawford looked over the room and decided immediately that this would do just fine! For eighty dollars a week he got a nice place to stay plus breakfast and supper, not bad at all![…]

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Casey jones

casey jones, he was a son of a bitch one day he drove his truck into a ten foot ditch when casey jones died and he then went to hell he fucked the devils wife[…]

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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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