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StoryThe right paintings for your wall mcmanaman15 years 11 months ago
StoryImagine rosaliekempthorne25 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Scream rosaliekempthorne36 years 1 day ago
StoryThe Grand Old Duke of York Ewan16 years 4 days ago
StoryLovers rosaliekempthorne16 years 1 week ago
StoryWhere Would I Go? rosaliekempthorne16 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTHE KIND OF AND MIND OF A MALE. kheldar26 years 2 weeks ago
StoryAngelique rosaliekempthorne26 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Time Comes to Fly rosaliekempthorne06 years 1 month ago
StoryReset rosaliekempthorne26 years 1 month ago
StoryA Kiss for Luck rosaliekempthorne06 years 1 month ago
StoryDerrcott rosaliekempthorne16 years 1 month ago
StoryAmerican Diaspora lavadis106 years 1 month ago
StoryThe NightWalk rosaliekempthorne26 years 1 month ago
StoryPaved with Chalk and Carbon rosaliekempthorne06 years 1 month ago
StoryPaved with Mirrors (Part 3 of 3) rosaliekempthorne16 years 2 months ago
StoryPaved with Mirrors (Part 2 of 3) rosaliekempthorne16 years 2 months ago
StoryPaved with Mirrors (Part 1 of 3) rosaliekempthorne16 years 2 months ago
StoryUp Across the Road rosaliekempthorne36 years 2 months ago
StoryRaging Rhonda rosaliekempthorne36 years 2 months ago
CollectionSunset Girls rosaliekempthorne06 years 2 months ago
StoryMidlife Molly rosaliekempthorne16 years 2 months ago
StoryDarling Debbie rosaliekempthorne06 years 2 months ago
StoryDeath sentence monodemo26 years 2 months ago
StoryPretty Poppy rosaliekempthorne06 years 2 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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