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My stories

08.1 Rosario

Another use of a bedsheet is to wrap it like a robe. Madeleine wrapped it behind her back and around the chest, pulled the corners over the neck and...

07.4 Mazzikin

Marina woke up to find that woman in bed, thin pair of legs wrapped around a pillow. She left food in the dinette. Marina washed up and sat by the...

07.3 Mazzikin

She parked on Arenales, traffic moving on the broad street of Carlos Pellegrini from where they turned into the lane. Madeleine hit the bell on a...

07.2 Mazzikin

“Where are you taking me?” asked the meek woman. “To the Silverside,” Madeleine Blanche replied. “STOP THE CAR!” freaked Marina. “Why?” “I don’t want...

07.1 Mazzikin

“Countess! Countess!” A raspy whisper flowed in through the window above the bed after she heard a noise. Marina rolled her eyes in the bright light...

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