Dinner Time Tease

It’s a small gathering of friends and family. Very respectable, nothing risqué at all, except that at 19 and the youngest one there I am not that interested. I am thinking about the party I will be going to later and I am just biding my time and being polite. Then I notice my . . . → Read More: Dinner Time Tease

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The Training

It was dark. His brain was foggy. Was it still Friday night? Where was he? He reached his hands towards his head to try and rub out some the grogginess but they resisted. He tried again and then realized that something was stopping his movement. Again, he pulled. Something around his wrists, hard, metal. . . . → Read More: The Training

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