Steve

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TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryNew in America 1 Steve613 years 11 months ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve414 years 2 weeks ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve314 years 1 month ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve214 years 1 month ago
StoryHypocrite Steve214 years 1 month ago
StoryFirst Love Steve214 years 3 months ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve814 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3015 years 1 month ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve315 years 10 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve215 years 11 months ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve415 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Game Steve215 years 11 months ago
StoryMary Steve515 years 11 months ago
StorySong of David Steve215 years 11 months ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2115 years 12 months ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1615 years 12 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve215 years 12 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve216 years 2 days ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve416 years 2 days ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve216 years 4 days ago
StoryIV Steve216 years 1 week ago
StoryIII Steve316 years 1 week ago
StoryII Steve516 years 1 week ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve316 years 3 weeks ago

My stories

Love Extended

Your black pearl eyes are in heat. "Follow me," they say, to the little town of my mind. Your small body (a viola I used to covet in my 6 year-old phase) under my blanket tucked.

Cindy Kim

I don't know what I want from this world. I do know that I want Henry. He is just so attractive. He is self assertive, masculine, and optimistic.

Love Ladders

Can one hear the voice of a lover within one's own heart? Does the sound of the other travel through space and time to ignite the flame of one's soul, animating one's being?

A Prayer

Lord you have answered my prayers: Samuel, my child, has been healed by your hands... miracles are the handiwork of your fingers. Few things have I done for you O Lord,

Conversations at Woos

Gabriel sat comfortably on the couch, his face turned as red as an uncooked steak. Cindy sat down across from him. "Henry is a bit late tonite."

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