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Thrice Loved Ch 2

Love of my life, Janet

Yes, I was dead. At least I was emotionally soul dead to the world. My heart was dead and had no room for myself else much less anyone else. Yes, I ate meals that had no flavor. I took showers to wash a body with no feelings, no sensations. I worked, I slept, I did all the things you do to keep body and soul in the same general vicinity. Mom Davenport tried for all she was worth to...Read On

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Maison Des Lilas 2

Daphne spies on her lover and discovers a possible heaven...

Daphne stood in front of the gate. Prima had just vanished behind it. It was cold in the night, but Daphne body had tasted Prima and burned for more. She starred at the iron gate and the letters which read Maison des Lilas . It was old and Gothic. She had a sense that whatever it was, Prima did not want her to know. It was surely gloomy. Daphne was not about to let that kill her curiosity....Read On

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Scenes from a Marriage (6)

Bernard and Marie listen to each other.

Bernard woke Lisa at four o'clock. He wondered just how much she knew of Elizabeth's plans. Probably more than he did. He left her to prepare dinner for the women. Elizabeth had told him to serve it just after five o'clock. The sun shone into the solarium when he brought them a mixed green salad with grilled salmon and a chilled Sauvignon Blanc. When he had served them both, Elizabeth...Read On

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Creative Chamber II

It's all about the getting there, the slow burn!

Accoutrements… it's all about the ambience, the window dressings, the allure, the tease. Awareness of self, confidence, care of self, appreciating the gifts one is endowed with. A willingness to share with vigor and potency, uninhibited doesn't hurt. THIS dear reader was the stark difference, the dramatic contrast between two women in my life. On the one hand I faced denial and ice. On...Read On

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Thrice Loved, Ch3

Patricia, my last great love

It was Michelle who finally came to my rescue to break me out of grieving for my Janet. I guess it took nearly a year but she did. While I was not looking, she snuck up on me with the widow Solvang in hand at church one blustery spring morning. David Solvang’s wife had been like a second mom to Michelle taking care of her while Janet worked the books for our company. She was Janet’s BFF...Read On

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A Furtive Premise

Erin and Bruce (Langsby) reunite after weeks apart to escape to Mexico together. 21+ characters.

A Furtive Premise by Cheltenham She had dark brown hair which currently sat in a braid that hung parallel to her breasts, down the middle of her back. Erin nervously liked to play with the ends of it. Her freckles were most prominent around her shoulders and an area on her back that I'd seen before. When she spoke, it was in a soothing tone of voice. She'd coddle me occasionally. I...Read On

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Love Never Dies - Chapter 4

I could have cried, or at least roared out in pain and anguish. I wanted to beat my chest and bellow to the skies, howling out my frustration. The e-mail from Gaynor stabbed at my heart, sliced me open and exposed me as a conceited, arrogant fool. At least, that’s what I was, way back then.  Long ago, I realised what a huge mistake I’d made by walking away from her. I loved her but, at...Read On

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A Tale Of Survival: Chapter 4

Jeanie buys a truck

Five a.m., the alarm is blaring, and Jeanie reaches up to shut it off. She raises up on an elbow, studying the face of the sleeping man next to her. She leans down and places a soft kiss on his lips, holding it 'til his eyes open and he slips his arm under her and pulls her on top of him. She kisses him again and reaches down to push his hard cock between her thighs. "No time for that...Read On

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The Storyteller of Brompton House - part two

Cat meets the girls who witness an epic climax

Carrie slept as she couldn’t remember sleeping before – an exhausted contented sleep. At around 7.00am she began to become conscious and glorious happy memories flooded back and she moaned as she stretched and moved her body. She reached out and panicked – the bed was empty. “It can’t have all been a dream!” her mind screamed as it commanded her eyes to begin opening. Sounds called for...Read On

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Breaks of the Game - Ch 5

Nikkie makes her point.

Spade quickly gets dressed as Nikkie grabs her phone and enters Pard's number. The phone rings three times and Nikkie snarls into the answering machine. "Pard this is Nikkie, my man tells me that you were here and said we need to talk. We will be waiting on the front porch and when you get here we can talk. But you are going to be doing a lot of listening. Get your ass over here. Don't make...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier - Entry Two

Another diary passage from Melinda...

January 17th Dear Diary, Another week has gone by now and today I read through his letters again.  I cannot seem to stop myself from looking at all his mementos either. My mind is swimming with all the times we shared and how much fun we had. I still cannot understand why I was not good enough. I keep playing back through to see what it was that I did wrong and I could have given him...Read On

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The Watercolor: Chapter One

She loved and preserved that painting for years. Here's her story of why...

It was a crisp autumn day and Morgan sat outside on her front porch. She sat in her old rocking chair wrapped in her favorite dark green cardigan feeling the wind blow through the porch and hitting her face softly. It was days like these that she would sit and remember an impossible dream that she once thought of all too often. She was much older now, not nearly as pretty with wrinkles on...Read On

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Fresh Look on Love

When you start listening to your heart, instead of your mind, you find what really matters, love.

The night was about to be perfect. My husband and I were in New York City. It was our first trip after having a baby, and we were going to relax. I had been hesitant on the trip. I didn't want to leave the baby, and this was the city that started his post traumatic depression.  Our marriage was on rocks. I was fighting hard to stay married, but knew eventually I was going to move on. I lived...Read On

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Our Love Story — Part 2

Chapter 4 – Our Marriage and Honeymoon After that weekend we started dating regularly. Sometimes we would go to a concert, or take in a show, followed by dinner at a nice restaurant. At others we would just walk in the park hand in hand, just like a pair of teenagers. We didn't move in together for some time, but would either spend the night together at her place or mine. Our love...Read On

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The Lounge Singer

I enjoyed your set

You caught my eye while you were onstage singing. A couple songs into the set, I was fairly certain you winked. I wasn't sure if you were looking at me or not, but it sure felt like it. Just the thought that the wink was for me made me feel flushed all over, and even in a short black cocktail dress, I felt overdressed for the temperature of the room. As your set wound down and you crooned...Read On

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Finally Eighteen Part II

The months started to past by. We had gotten married quickly. The move for marriage wasn't based on pregnancy alone, but the perfect intimate setting presented itself, and we took it. We had moved in to a new place, a bigger more friendly unit. We had the baby's room ready, and a name picked out. It was the perfect happily ever after, all we were missing was the baby.  I was past my due...Read On

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Meeting My Penguin

First time meeting my love

I see you first as I step off the escalator. Standing there holding a pink balloon like we talked about. I smile as I watch you look around nervously.  Slowly I walk towards you like magnets; you must sense me because you turn and our eyes lock. The ground falls away, and everything goes in slow motion. Your face splits into a big grin, you let go of that ballon and our arms find each...Read On

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Mortimer and Myrtle: A Love Story

A one act play about the distance between husband and wife.

Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next...Read On

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Our Love Story — Part 1

Prologue From a purely personal point of view, happiness is extremely difficult to describe. We are either happy or we are unhappy, and it seems that there is little we can do, however hard we may strive, to make ourselves happy. The story I am going to tell, is about two people, and how they eventually found happiness. Before the events described here, if they had thought about it,...Read On

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The Heartbreak Diaries: Melinda Chevalier

A passage from the diary of Melinda Chevalier...

January 10th   Dear Diary,  I am missing him. Again. It has been a few weeks since I last heard his voice and my heart aches to hear it again right now. I feel a deep sadness and it has fully taken hold of me today. I feel almost desperate to hear his laughter and be the one to bring him joy. I want to hear all about his day and have long conversations on subjects we have discussed...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier- Entry Three

Another diary entry from Melinda Chevalier....

Dear Diary, I had a dream about him. A most shocking and painful dream. In it, we were so close to one another. I was coming to visit him, to see him and the excitement I had felt in this dream matched the excitement I once felt before. The love, the laughter and all the happiness and hope he brought me all tangled into one blissful feeling as I dreamt of riding in a cab to reach him....Read On

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Ghost Town

How can a place hold so many memories for two people who never met?

I walked through a ghost town today. It took me a while to get there. Three trains in fact. I didn’t tell her. It is a place that I frequented in a different season when you and I were in each other’s pockets. She didn’t know then either. The sky was bluer today than most of those times, oddly, but the wind colder. People bustled along the street going about their business as if it were...Read On