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The Pet Connection

“I’m so glad humans don’t greet each other like our pets,” Tasha remarked. Tasha was an accidental meet-up at my local Starbucks. I was going out an entry door, as she was going in and I held the door open for her. Tasha was being lead by an oversized gigantic poodle. It wasn’t really the huge poodle that caught my eye, in as much as it was Tasha, who sported a nice black sundress and a had...Read On

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The Blind Girl in the Snow: part 4 (End)

Final part in the Blind Girl Rain/Snow series

Everything comes to an end sometime. And when you reach that end it's only natural to look back on what was and had been when everything was new and exciting. Looking back at those moments that changed the course of who you were into who you became. That it was love that did this only makes the remembering of it so much more special. *** Heather sat on the end of the bed and eased...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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Unexpected Visitor, Chapters. 3 And 4

An abused wife finds refuge at the home and in the arms of a older friend.

Chapter 3 Over the next week, Kerry and I continued acting like teenagers in love. We seemed to be teenagers who had sneaked off to a private love nest, even though one of us was well beyond his teen years. Late one afternoon, Kerry was getting ready to start dinner, and I was working on the computer in my office. The ringing phone startled us both. It was Jim Martin, Attorney at Law....Read On

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Annie and I, the early days, chapter 7

So am I

The first two boats were being delivered to Shardlow and I was up early and on site when the trucks pulled in. I flagged down the first truck and told him where to go, but he seemed reluctant to obey my instruction. “Reckon I'll wait for the gaffer," he said moodily, so I went to the second driver and repeated what I'd told the first trucker. "Why isn't he going first?" “Oh, I think he...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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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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Twin Tower Lovers

Although they were casualties of circumstance, their love will live forever…

With the song queued that Brian May was born to write, it being the one that both he and Freddie Mercury were born to sing, we embraced. His words, their haunting voices, and the harmonic sound of the choir and orchestra asked the question, Who wants to live forever? We met here. We worked together and then fell in love. Tragically, we could never leave. ≈ We first met in the...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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Coming Home; Part One

Fictional story of a man coming home.

For nearly four generations this house here on Jackson Forge had been the home of my father's father, and my father. Not much to look at. An 1800's log cabin with a cobblestone walkway, a stone chimney, and a roof made of neglected tree bark. Surrounded by dense brush and briers. Looked more like a house on those cheesy b-roll movies where the family living in it likes to make love with...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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A cat called Frog, Chapter two

I want your cock in my mouth

Gary rang from the pub and asked if I was free to go with him to the brewery to get a few barrels in his four by four. "Their lorries can't even make it out Dave," he said, "And I won't get a delivery now until next week." "Sure." I said, "Will you pick me up here?" "Are you ready now?" he asked, "Yeah." "Right, give me five then walk to the main road, I'll get you there." "Okay." ...Read On

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Car Ride

A lovely teasing car ride

Texas. Your home. I have not traveled nearly enough in this life. But with you, I would go anywhere. And do anything. I can picture your home. Feel the warmth of the big Texas sun. Warm like your chest. Sun shining. Blue skies. Just riding in the car next to you. Some goofy so-and-so song you know all the words to playing through the speakers. You sing along overdramatically. Windows down,...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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Resurrection. The Beginning

So, this is what it feels like to get your ass kicked.

I've done terrible things in my life. I’ve betrayed friends and turned my back on those that were close to me. Your life doesn't truly flash before your eyes, that's all bullshit. It's the regrets that haunt you. No, it's your sins. The ones you let down, the ones you failed. Heart monitor softly beeping ______/\_______/\_______/\____ The fog lifted from my head, I recognized...Read On

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Krissy's Wedding Gift Part 4

Krissy and Mark begin dating

On the way home from the university I revealed to Beth Ann that Mark and I had arranged a date in the coming week. She wasn’t surprised; she seemed to have known or suspected it. “If you object to me seeing Mark, I’ll cancel the date,” I said to Beth Ann as she drove. She turned and looked at me. “Object? I don’t object at all,” she asserted. She turned her attention back to the road...Read On

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Love and Motorcycles

I was sixteen when I lost my dad. It left me angry at the world and with a chip the size of Texas on my shoulder. He was my world, my best friend. He put me on my first bike when I was just knee-high to a grasshopper. He would take me around the yard as I sat on the gas tank doing wheelies until I would laugh and mom would yell. I couldn’t believe he was really gone. I knew mom needed help,...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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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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Dear John--part 14 of 15

“No one can resist generosity forever.” (Voltaire)

CHAPTER 40 “So you talked to Sam,” said Owen. “Yes, like you commanded me to,” said Abigail. Her look was almost something, maybe accusatory. “And,” he said. “He appreciated my honesty, like you said he would. Oh, and he made sure I understood that he did not hate me,” she said. She still had the look. “Okay, anything else?” he said. “And he no longer has any respect for me and...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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Lost Love, Two

She leaned toward him, offering both his clothes and a clear view of her bare breasts.

CHAPTER FIVE MUGGED Chaz left San Jose and walked away from the Rio Grande along Av. Juarez toward the hotel. Stopping at several souvenir shops, he browsed but found nothing of interest although there were a large number of cute knickknacks. He appreciated the talent it took to make some of the crafts and works of art, those not made in Asia, but fortunately, he was not interested and 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 and lies at the end of the world

Mother Earth is fucked and is not particularly enjoying it

Love, at the atomic level, is an electron. Whether an electron shared, given, or stolen, is not an issue, for these are human descriptors and electrons are not human. The chemical reactions that magically create the illusion of love within the human brain require the mass transfer of these virtually massless particles. Similarly, one may state that at a quantum level, love can...Read On

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A Story Of Two Brothers

Winners, they say, are born. It is not just a question of the right combination of genes that combine to create the particular physical or mental abilities, but a special quality of self belief bordering on arrogance at times, and the willingness to take risks when prudence would suggest caution. The other side of the coin is that apparent losers too, appear to be born that way even if they...Read On

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THD: Melinda Chevalier - Entry 7

Another entry...

January 17th,   Dear Diary, I've had to let Darcy go. As much as I hate it, I wasn't getting any better with her. I could tell she resented me for the pain I caused. I deserved all of it, of course. But I couldn't take the thought of keeping her caged in unhappiness when she deserved to be someone's one and only. To be someone's dearest love and not just my "second choice."   After...Read On

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The Eyes of Love

A musician learns to share some important feelings

The stage shook under his feet, vibrations from the low string of his guitar. It was he alone, Leroy Jet, occupying the stage that night; One man, one guitar, an amplifier and a microphone. The guitar was black, a hollow body with f holes. It played smooth with the string action low. The amp was small, but had a gritty tone he liked. It didn’t matter the size, it was channeled through the...Read On

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Late Flowering Lust

Paris … ah Paris … he had been in love with the city since that magical day in April fifty five years before when he had stepped off the train at the Gare du Nord and walked out of the station into the bustle of the busy streets of the capital. He was a country born and had lived all his life on his father’s farm and his mother had decided that now he was sixteen it was time he saw something...Read On

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Lightning Flower

You always know what I'm trying to say

Sheathed within you to the very root, even the slightest motion, the most minute shift of hips grinding, make me cry out your name. It's more than just a reflex for those specific syllables to form into a sound that helplessly escapes my throat in ragged needy breaths. It's beyond a prayer to some unseen faith. It's like a primal incantation, a chant that calls to something so deep and...Read On

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Caz

Caz enacts a fantasy

Caz sat in her car, disguised in black wig and sunglasses, and watched the man she was about to fuck walk from his car across the parking lot and into the foyer of the cheap hotel. She couldn't believe she was doing this. Her stomach was quivering with butterflies - but fear mixed with frustration was a heady combination that fuelled her desire. This was totally unlike her and no-one she knew...Read On