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to let that pitiful backwater sink into the swamp from whence it came." He emptied his wine and placed it down on the table. "That madman can decree all he ... read more -
He is. Cold, I mean. He don't speak much, jus' to 'is father in small whispers. Although I want to, daddy told me not to say nothin' if not asked ... read more -
i walked in, it was like quarter to 9. there was this hostess that always wore some rockin hot ass threads. super sexy, big old sloppy lips and big eyes. ... read more -
Don't know how to feel I'm not crushed It reminds me love can not be rushed hopefully I won't become hard and cold if it's not real I still don't ... read more -
Today, rather than continuing Hester's story, I think I'm just going to talk. About various things, most of which are probably of interest to only me. But that's all right, ... read more -
I ain't supposed to bathe today, but I do anyways. I get a nameless house slave to make my water- cause slaves ain't too smart, she believed me when I ... read more -
"Darling?" she called out, her voice muffled by the pillow, her hand heavily patting around the other side of the bed. She listened momentarily and heard the shower. "Mmmm," she ... read more -
Fate. Serendipity. Destiny. Is it for real or just a human creation that we fed into our mind? Once in our lives, we'll meet someone who would make us feel ... read more -
I desire to know that it exists. I need to know that it exists. I gravely desire some cognizance, no matter how diminutive or insignificant of some grandeur, unattainable emotion; ... read more -
It all started with a newly-wed couple. They were happy, and content in the small village in Northern Bordega that they called home. Their names? Aren't really all that important, ... read more
