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StoryAnselm MistressDistress211 years 4 months ago
StoryAn Evening MistressDistress011 years 4 months ago
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Story'Different' Part 2. September 19th 2005 MistressDistress011 years 4 months ago
Story'Different' Part 1. October 5th 2010. MistressDistress111 years 4 months ago
Forum topicThank you MistressDistress811 years 4 months ago
Forum topicBeyond Words? MistressDistress411 years 4 months ago
CollectionGood Morning Elliott MistressDistress011 years 4 months ago
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CollectionFallen MistressDistress011 years 4 months ago
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StoryUntitled Part 6 MistressDistress011 years 6 months ago
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StoryUntitled Part 4 MistressDistress011 years 6 months ago
StoryUntitled Part 3 MistressDistress311 years 6 months ago
StoryWho Am I (Short Valentine) MistressDistress011 years 6 months ago
StoryUntitled Part 1 MistressDistress011 years 6 months ago
StoryWanting To Skive MistressDistress311 years 6 months ago
StoryReincarnations Part 1 MistressDistress111 years 6 months ago
StorySurrounded by You! MistressDistress211 years 6 months ago
StoryStrobe Lights- Track 2 MistressDistress211 years 6 months ago

My stories

Untitled Part 6

“September 13th.” Evidently anticipating drama, the sergeant enunciates every syllable for effect. “What happened on September the thirteenth, Nathan? What happened then?”

Untitled Part 5

“You… loved her. Hmm.” He doesn’t even attempt to hide his scepticism. “I don’t know how it is in your country, Mr.

Untitled Part 4

Lehmann rubs a greasy finger against his nose, making no attempt to hide his irritation.
Cherry

Fin du globe

The whole world is waiting for something. It’s never been plainer than today. It’s in the friction under my elbows, the screaming buzz of the traffic.

Her Hidden Garden

In pursuit of her fortune In chase of her fame She neglected things once golden to her Dismissed them as gilt, until they gathered dust

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