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StoryPeeling LA: Part of an Urban Artichoke Series macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryTony and Dawn macserp011 years 7 months ago
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StoryMy Endemic macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryNotes From A Reluctant Love Nest macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryPutting On the Gleam macserp011 years 7 months ago
StorySnorkeler Down, High Adventure in the Yucatan Peninsula macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryRiddle macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryNotes On a Good Time macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryRevenge macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryMiracle Body macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Rotten Bridge, A Gypsy Love Story (novel excerpt) macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryInterstate 40, Poem (Cycles I-V for Joe M.) macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryHappenstance macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryHeliotrope macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryFade macserp011 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Undoing macserp215 years 10 months ago

My stories

Chapter 2 from The Rotten Bridge, A Gypsy Love Story

By macserp on Mon, 02 Oct 2006

They were probably still a little wet when she put them on this morning and they are nothing fancy, I can tell you that - thin, white, cotton briefs that are stretched bare. The elastic is gone in the band and they just hang on her tattooed hips, revealing a large mole in the socket and a few wild grapes approaching her navel.
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Certificate 18

Chapter 1 from The Rotten Bridge, A Gypsy Love Story

By macserp on Mon, 02 Oct 2006

Is this romance or ridicule? I let in the voices of my other life, of those who would critique me from their desks or standing over diaper, of those who have forgotten what it feels like to want to die in love because that is how much you want to believe.
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Certificate 18

The Rotten Bridge, A Gypsy Love Story (novel excerpt)

By macserp on Thu, 04 May 2006

I undress and slide against her waiting body. Her face has softened for once. The grinning skull leaves a fleshy child - one whose lips and teeth are stained and dry from the wine, one whose eyes trace mine, wordless, ready to be loved.
Erotica
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Certificate 18

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