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StoryThe Unmanned Gunner windrose011 years 8 months ago
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Forum topicOn the Celebrity of Writing These Days. patmac3217 years 7 months ago
Forum topicOne night stand. by windrose. maisie218 years 11 months ago
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My stories

03.1 Valor

She returned to the lodge with a full tank so she scurried into the powder room, dropped the zipper and tossed out her stiffy. She released pee into...

02.3 69 Church Street

In the morning she stepped on the road to peek at the sunrays filtered through the foliage and spread on the asphalt in sparkles. It was so quiet and...

02.2 69 Church Street

Natalia retreated to find a lodge and stopped at 86 Church Street – Hutton House Bed & Breakfast. Three colonial windows facing the road and a...

02.1 69 Church Street

Natalia was all set for what she called the ‘Grand Cross’ of a cross-country tour. She was going to hop from the West Coast to the East in her Ford...

01.3 Selenelion

Natalia drove to the Self-Storage on Noell Street. “I’m Alice, the manager,” greeted a round little lady. “Natalia,” she replied holding a black...

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