Rye and eli

They had just come back from one of Elijah’s dad’s business dinners, and everyone wanted to sleep. Except Ryley and Elijah. The house that was closet to the Reinhardt Building was Elijah’s mom’s house, so[…]

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I'm not a stereotype

I’m Not A Stereotype by Maya Hatashita as told to BrettJ© 2010 Author’s Note: I am not the of the story, although readers, isn’t he one lucky S.O.B? I very nearly blew the opportunity of[…]

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Mistress in red

`“So, tell me, what was it you wanted?” “Oh, you know,” said the slave, half-smiling. The Mistress smiled sweetly in reply. “Oh, no, that just won't cut it.” His snarky smile grew wider. /> Without[…]

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Mystery date

She shook the rain off her umbrella as she walked into the club – the weather wasn't cooperating, but she knew he'd be waiting for her, and that was enough to get her out tonight[…]

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