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The man was reclining in his leather chair, puffing away at his cigar as he
studied the two lean dishevelled figures before him. He let the chair drop
forward again as he took the cigar from his mouth and spoke to the pair.
‘Samantha, Angela you both know that this sort of behaviour is unacceptable
and contravenes Flambardo’s company rules. …
Kimberly Dougherty buzzed through the suburban streets
with the wind blowing her curly, reddish-brown hair in
all directions. The care-free girl had taken her last
test the day before at Warner College, and was looking
forward to a relaxing summer. Gone were the worries of
research papers and final exams.
Her radio blared, and she bopped to the rhythm in …
When I wake up it’s already dark outside. I get up from my cot on the floor, crawling on my hands and knees. My only clothing is the collar on my neck, its bell tinkling softly as I approach the dark figure sitting on the couch.
It’s the Young Lady
She’s looking distractedly at her phone, a boring expression on …
A few years ago my wife and I joined an adult cinema who operated in North London by membership only; it was a great time in our lives because under the British censorship laws you could not see a stiff prick on film legally where as members clubs like “Charlie Browns” got round the law by being an artistic venue; …