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StoryCrave To Save (I.P.) MistressDistress313 years 6 days ago
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StoryAnselm MistressDistress213 years 6 days ago
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StoryA Letter To X MistressDistress113 years 1 week ago
Story'Different' Part 2. September 19th 2005 MistressDistress013 years 1 week ago
Story'Different' Part 1. October 5th 2010. MistressDistress113 years 1 week ago
Forum topicThank you MistressDistress813 years 1 week ago
Forum topicBeyond Words? MistressDistress413 years 1 week ago
CollectionGood Morning Elliott MistressDistress013 years 1 week ago
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StoryUntitled Part 6 MistressDistress013 years 1 month ago
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StoryUntitled Part 4 MistressDistress013 years 1 month ago
StoryUntitled Part 3 MistressDistress313 years 1 month ago
StoryWho Am I (Short Valentine) MistressDistress013 years 1 month ago
StoryUntitled Part 1 MistressDistress013 years 1 month ago
StoryWanting To Skive MistressDistress313 years 1 month ago
StoryReincarnations Part 1 MistressDistress113 years 1 month ago
StorySurrounded by You! MistressDistress213 years 1 month ago
StoryStrobe Lights- Track 2 MistressDistress213 years 1 month 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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