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White of the Die: White Girl (Denouement)
Reggie Rey reached across Phillipa Grant's king-size bed to take hold of the terry-cloth belt that lay tangled with Phee's crumpled robe at the edge. "Turn on your stomach," he said curtly.
"Pardon?" She replied.
"I said turn over. I want you to lay face down."
"Why! Reggie . . . What ever for? What are you going to do to me?" The beautiful woman asked suspiciously.
"I'm going to tie your hands behind your back. Any objections?"
Phee bit her lower lip and tried to suppress the unexpected wave of desire that was beginning to flood her body. Reggie was exciting her, but she needed time to consider the situation rationally. Didn't she have enough of it? Couldn't she be satisfied with tonight's romantic conquest without embellishing it with sexual perversion? The answer came as no surprise.
A mirthless smile broke across the lovely face. She huddled close to him, their warm naked bodies making contact under the satin sheets, and kissed his
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Red Town part 2
After leaving the town, the reporters rest at a motel after having lunch. Karen is sitting on her bed and uses her laptop while Ben snores at the other side of the room."Hmm
Nancy Smith
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William Smith
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Red Town
Nancy Red Town
" Karen murmurs while typing.For minutes, Karen continues her search on the newspaper web database. Having found nothing relevant, she takes a break and leans back resting her head over the pillow. She closes her eyes and reviews the morning interview.She opens her eyes and pulls herself up. She starts talking softly while typing again. "Karen Hendricks
William Hendricks
Nancy H...
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Always Tactful
This is a short addition to my unofficial ‘Real & Rehearsed’ category. I like the way it is structured and being able to include one custom-made illustration.
SIX YEARS AGO
Dennis Becker glanced at his watch. It was almost 8:30 PM. Was this one of those first meet-ups where he was relieved enough time had passed to politely bring things to a close? Or was he disappointed because he wanted to keep talking?
Tonight, it was the latter without a doubt.
He had seen Beth’s profile on Match.com come and go regularly. It had not been the first time when Dennis had sent her a private message last week. For whatever reason, Beth had finally responded, and they had been engaged in conversation at Mission Coffee for nearly an hour.
Her profile had revealed that she had locally attended Jefferson University just like Dennis. While checking the time, he was in the middle of telling her how he had also lived on campus.
“It really was a positive experience for me. You could say I was
Once again, this got away from me. I don't particularly love male regression, but half-way into writing, I realized Bob had to go down.
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I loved the male AR.
I loved the male AR.