rosaliekempthorne

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StoryTen Years Married (Part 1 of 2) rosaliekempthorne44 years 2 months ago
CollectionTen Years Married; Ten Years Divorced rosaliekempthorne04 years 2 months ago
StoryHome for the Holidays (5) Mac_Ashton54 years 2 months ago
Storyforgive samhennig34 years 3 months ago
StoryClaws rosaliekempthorne34 years 3 months ago
StoryPretend rosaliekempthorne24 years 3 months ago
StoryHome for the Holidays (3) Mac_Ashton44 years 3 months ago
StoryWhat Would Time Know? rosaliekempthorne24 years 3 months ago
StoryWings rosaliekempthorne44 years 3 months ago
StoryWords Beyond Meaning Ewan34 years 3 months ago
StoryThe right paintings for your wall mcmanaman14 years 3 months ago
StoryImagine rosaliekempthorne24 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Scream rosaliekempthorne34 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Grand Old Duke of York Ewan14 years 4 months ago
StoryLovers rosaliekempthorne14 years 4 months ago
StoryWhere Would I Go? rosaliekempthorne14 years 4 months ago
StoryTHE KIND OF AND MIND OF A MALE. kheldar24 years 4 months ago
StoryAngelique rosaliekempthorne24 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Time Comes to Fly rosaliekempthorne04 years 5 months ago
StoryReset rosaliekempthorne24 years 5 months ago
StoryA Kiss for Luck rosaliekempthorne04 years 5 months ago
StoryDerrcott rosaliekempthorne14 years 5 months ago
StoryAwakening from Stephen King's Nightmare. ice rivers44 years 5 months ago
StoryAmerican Diaspora lavadis114 years 5 months ago
StoryThe NightWalk rosaliekempthorne24 years 5 months ago

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Allan Burda's Wife

I am Allan Burda’s wife. And honestly, it is a sweet gig. It’s the life of the glitterati. I wake up in the towering penthouse and look out over the...
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Jenny's Pies

When the going gets rough, I can always count on Jenny to invite me over for one of her pies. Nobody bakes pies like Jenny does. She has more than a...
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Hunger

You couldn’t blame us. We couldn’t help ourselves. Days and nights out in the desert, tramping through a wilderness of rocks and dirt, heat and sand...
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WebWorld (5.7)

Well, this isn’t the story of how I died. If it was, I wouldn’t be here to tell it. Maybe Zara would have told it from the best of what she knew, how...
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WebWorld (5.6)

We were under water. Or it felt as if we were something like that. We were through the looking glass, out the back end of the wardrobe, on the other...

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