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One Winter Night in Venice

Snow fell in Venice. Snow fell in softened pale drifts before his footsteps along the Ponto del Diavolo. Though he knew it was impossible, still he felt the vibration of each step shake the ancient stone bridge beneath him. The impossible dogged him, following or...

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The Bathroom Mirror

Stephen stood in front of the bathroom mirror and gazed at his naked body. The bright light bulbs glaring from the perimeter of the mirror prevented the appearance of shadows on his face. Exposed by the harsh light, Stephen had nowhere to hide, like a prison escapee...

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Want

Wantby Elliot DeLockeI want to run my hands up the thighs of the office babe, dressed in killer heels and a grey skirtsuit and stockings with slightly-crooked seams; to unbutton her starched white top to find she's wearing a black lacey bra, with matching panties...

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The Bawdy Ladies of West Savyon

Dafna got off the bus in the exclusive Tel Aviv suburb of Savyon and strolled into the office where she was temping for Sigalit, who was out on maternity leave. "Hi ladies, what's up?" "Hey, we've got Chinese take-out for lunch," Tzipi said. "We're planning a...

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Whisperlove

He heard his name softly and far, far away. He felt the most gentle warm breath in his ear and the feather light caress of lips. It was exquisite. Then his name again, so softly, "Al-lexx." Darcie began speaking in the same soft whisper voice against his ear, "I...

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The Beautiful Kind

The Beautiful Kindby Valentine BonnaireHe was still all of that, and so was I and we both knew it as we ran into each other again after years in the kind of town that we live in. You can go for years here without bumping into people you knew from the years you were in...

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The Cuckoo Clock

The Cuckoo Clockby John EThe explosion at the oil refinery across the river vibrated windows throughout the house. A palpable sound, it was made more enigmatic by the dumb blurts of the cuckoo clock following it by less than half a minute, almost precisely at...

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Wicked Wheels

This surely is a wicked set of wheels! We even found some decent music. We're tooling out of the Smoke at seventy, 'Feuer Frei!' blasting from the speakers. Carole passes me a joint and takes off her bra. Out past Reading, we hit eighty and she opens my fly, pulls it...

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The Goldfish Bowl

The Goldfish Bowl No one ever noticed Miriam until the day Mrs. Wrasse spied her coming home with a merman. "What on earth is that?!" demanded Miriam's elderly neighbor. Beaming, Miriam heaved a sinuous male figure out the trunk of her car. He had a brilliant red...

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