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Love Never Dies - Chapter 7

Traffic was light that Friday evening and I made good time. It was 7:01 when I parked the car in the garage and switched off the engine. I removed the phone from my pocket, preparing to text Gaynor, when it beep-beeped. The words on the screen told me: 1 message from Gaynor. I opened it and read: Just to let you know I’ve sent an email xx I hit the reply button and sent:  Got...Read On

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Scenes from a Marriage (7)

Seeds of deception

Lisa and Bernard sat together that evening drinking scotch and talking. Late in the evening Lisa said, "Elizabeth has asked me to care for you after she dies. There are some things you need to know. You'll be making the most important decision you've made since your vasectomy." She waited while Bernard poured them each another tumbler before continuing, "Elizabeth has always loved you...Read On

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Undercovers Detective Chapter two

JANINE Janine poured the contents of her Louis Vuitton bag out on the bedspread, adding a layer of loose tobacco to the embroidered design. She always carried an extra vial of crystal meth to get her through the next job, but those damn vice squad guys busted her connection. She hadn’t replenished her supplies in at least a week. This was yet another hazard of working undercover. For...Read On

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For a Friend

Just an intro...

Thirty seconds was all they had. For her it was all it took. Her mind was a whirl of alcohol and euphoria; the infectious intoxication of the evening's events to that point swirled in her consciousness to create a maelstrom of desire and unadulterated longing for the man who held her now. They had a history but that didn't matter. What mattered was the sense of urgency with which his body...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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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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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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This is the Last

What will survive of us is love

I haven’t seen you for years. But it's funny: the way the light catches you lying with your eyes closed, it isn't so hard to see you as you were the first time I came to your house. Remember? Fifty years ago. The night I was ready to fuck you. I’m here again, Jim. You called for me, but I’d have come anyway. Because I need to speak to you. To tell our story. And to release...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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My Love for You

My date with you

I sit here opposite you in the restaurant, the romantic candle flickering between us. It casts lovely shadows over your perfect face, making you look more beautiful than I could ever imagine, as if that were possible. I picked you up from your apartment, waiting impatiently for you to finish your makeup. It was worth the wait. Your long dark hair had been curled and your eyelashes had...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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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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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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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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Jake and Vince Part 1

Jake and Vince meet and love blooms.

Beep. Beep. Beep. I hit the off button on the alarm. Die, horrid invention from Satan, I groaned as I threw the covers off, but didn’t get up. The sound of someone knocking on the door woke me back up. Damn it I fell back asleep . “Honey, are you up yet?” “I’m awake, Mom,” I called. “Ok. Jack’s out of the shower already so hurry up and get in,” she said. The sound of...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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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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Musing By The Sea

This is how I imagine it will be: We're walking down the shore past midnight, talking about life, the world, and I stop, looking towards the ocean, feeling the breeze through my hair. And that's when his hands snake up my waist. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and entwines our fingers. He kisses a trail up my neck, then down towards the collar bone. He nibbles along the curve of...Read On

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Reflections of Love

Sexual reunion

She had wondered and wondered about contacting him, it had been three years. Three long years of self loathing, wondering how she could still want him so badly after the way he had treated her, that last night together. Why after their years together had he treated her so badly, demeaning their relationship? Her mind often, quite often lately, went back to the good times. When passion...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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Minnesota Spring: Chapter 3

One Eileen too many

The morning came with the smell of breakfast, coffee and bacon, and someone trying to kiss me on the nose. ‘Hey, good morning sleepy head!’ a voice was saying. ‘That is so cliche.’ I murmured and pulled myself up to sit. I blinked my eyes and she was still there, Eileen. ‘How the hell are you?' ‘Listen I have to go, but I’ll be back around 12:30 for lunch Ok?. I had room service bring...Read On

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Souls Through Time

Drawn to each other, always searching.

My name is Abigail Sutton and I have lived many lives. My grandmother calls me a soul traveler: a lost soul in search of her soulmate. Sometimes our paths cross, sometimes they don't. I had my first dream of him when I was sixteen. I stood and watched him ride away in a Confederate uniform never to return to me. That was my first but not last past life dream. Do you ever feel out of place?...Read On