Lunch

The wheels on the Jaguar convertible squeal as I power through a tight curve in the road. The warm Dallas air is rushing past my ears with a howl and down the street between tall[…]

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The kid

Jake was always an awkward kid. In his late teens, he was skinny, pale, and average looking – not really the kind of guy that girls flocked to. His only semi-redeeming quality is a girthy[…]

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Rear door

Rear Door by Miss Irene Clearmont. Copyright 2011 ‘You might just get what you asked for…’ Rear Door. /> ‘I have to find a way to persuade her.’ He thought to himself as he turned[…]

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Collecting a debt

Gambling debts mounting James was still driving his BMW to work and his wife still had a Benz. I couldn’t believe it as I sat in the front seat of my Honda Civic Charlie snoozing[…]

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Weekend guest: part two

PROLOGUE from part one: Audra Cornell, a fiftyish matron, has invited Kristin, an eighteen year old, to spend the weekend with her pretending that she's her young daughter!!! Looking much younger than her years, Kristin[…]

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