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Be Nice and Play Along
I think I may just be psychic. I’m serious. Ever since I was little I have had these weird feelings, ideas, or just general heebie-jeebies and my gut is NEVER wrong. That new kid in class everyone loves? He’s secretly super mean and I told you so as soon as he sat down. Two people get together that everyone is shocked by? I’ve been Captain of this ship since day one. The man across the street that I always refused to go near (even on Halloween when he would give out king-size candy bars)? Murdered his college roommate. My friends make fun of me for being so cautious about everything but I can...
Kama Sutra Rock & Roll
In our tiny, throuple unfiltered world it’s important to be always honest about how we feel and our sexual activities.As one may well imagine, when there’re three bodies involved, the variations of sexual positions and activity are increased by a multiple. Then factor in and couple that with having two members of our throuple who possessed a treasure trove of sex toys – well then – the possibilities are nearly bottomless. Even without some hot Hindu handbook celebrating copulation, and originally written in Sanskrit, one could sincerely say, that’s really hard to top!That ancient Indian tatter...
Never date a Narcassist
It was a warm spring day in March in the year of 2020. This non- fiction short story takes place in Southern Ontario near the GTA area. I was going out to meet with my tattoo artist to discuss the upcoming appointment that I had scheduled. All was going well; the day was sunny and quite beautiful, with an amazing breeze.It was not too hot or too cold and anyone that knows me; they are aware that I like it cool!Afterwards - I decided to go meet up with swww.onedoor.ccome friends at a bar in the east end of town. It was a fun night full of food, beers and playing darts. Of course, while enjoying some good old...
Faith
“......an’ I had to tell him that he wassa beening too uptight, eh?” Jonathan smirked. “Yes, that does sound like him. Really, Alden is really uptight. Oh, that reminds me, I planned a trip to your town. I hope you don’t mind me visiting you and Agatha, old friend?” There was a pause. Then the man named Johnathan spoke. “Yeb, er, I ain’t minding ya! Me and my wife willa seeya ther!” Beep. The unnamed man sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked around his cozy, but cluttered mess of a room. Guess I will be packing. The man reached down and picked up some papers off the floor. He then walked...