The Bishop, the Husband, and the Wife_The Chipmunk_Larry and friends_Turn Back Time
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The Bishop, the Husband, and the Wife
James didn't think to pause after rapping on the bishop's office door and flinging it open until he saw what he was walking into. The bishop, naked from the waist down, was standing behind Janet, a fellow churchgoer, who was also naked from the waist down and clearly in the throws of ecstasy. “Oh God,” cried James, feeling a momentary flash of guilt at the curse he'd used in such a holy place. He stood there, as they quickly threw their clothes back on, using every curse word in the book. James finally shut the door, turning back towards the hall, heart pounding in his chest. He glanced around...
The Chipmunk
Harriet Bowson would have had the perfect yard if it hadn’t been for the chipmunk.She had taken great pains in creating a wonderland for nature. Native plants and flowers sprouted throughout her little, fenced-in paradise. Consultants had been brought in when she first purchased the house to advise her on how to construct a sanctuary for both herself and whatever miniature wildlife www.onedoor.ccmight grace her with their presence.As the yard was taking shape, she found herself dreaming of butterflies. Monarchs and swallowtails, luna moths and red admirals all fluttering around her as though she were a prin...
Larry and friends
There was a small town named PresentVille in which lived a 12 year old boy, (Thin, wears dull clothes and glasses) his name was Larry who lives in a small room in the backyard of a house. He was adopted when he was 5 by a couple who was hoping a strong, brilliant and handsome child but he turned out to be a disappointment for them. They decided not to spend much money on him instead his father makes him to help him in his wood cutting work and his mother makes him do all the household work like laundry, dusting and cleaning. He was quite a positive fellow. He never holds a grudge or gets angry...
Turn Back Time
A pungent smell with mixed contents of pumpkin spice lattes, freshly baked maple cupcakes, caramel apple and cinnamon brownies wafted in every corner of the cozy little coffee shop. Daniel Schulz’s ‘Turn Back Time’ played softly on the speakers. The melody was deceivingly upbeat and laughs echoed throughout the café but the lyrics were painfully relatable to one customer who sat by the window and listened in silence.Few idle minutes passed then he leisurely got up, dragging his shoes, almost as if against his will, towards the counter.“Welcome to Dana’s Coffee Haus! How can I help you today, s...