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My stories

Closure

Scott was a magnificent specimen of manhood. Ripped, as the young say. Nothing like his skinny and dissolute father, wherever he might be. Oh, he'd...

Freedom Flight #1

Warning! This piece contains strong scenes of a violent nature.

If The Shoe Fits

Leaving the apartment she began walking, her steps automatic and it was only instinct that made her pause at the kerbside. Motionless, head down,...

Holding a Camera

Holding a Camera Everyone knows how to do this, right? Wrong… The lady who was taking a picture of her left ear didn’t. Not that is until I (gently,...

A Pale Blue Dot

Grandson duties yesterday required me to coral the darling little monster and herd him into a wire pen filled with death machines, otherwise known as...
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