The things we do for love

Random hookups, they ain't really my sort of thing. However, since I haven't met the one and I am a full red-blooded Texan male, I would have to admit I've had a couple. My first was in my final year of college. Now I know I have the body of a rather...

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What Do I Have to Do to Get Hanged?

Rosa wants to get hanged, but first she has to convince the bureaucrats that she's serious and not suicidal. She manages, and gets what she came for. Available on my personal website in several formats:...

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I did a thing. I wrote a story. World Of Hayot.

The small desert jeep is fast. The road is long, really long. Here I am sitting in the back of said jeep, facing backwards and watching the country that once was a beautiful place go by. It's still a nice landscape to admire, but the destroyed homes...

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Chapter 7 Why do we do the things we do?

Warning: This story contains sexual acts between three underaged males. If this is not your thing and wish not to read, please take this as a warning. I am not responsible if you get offended beyond this point. ...

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Do Your Best, Bailey!

Do Your Best, Bailey! She was _handsome_. That's an interesting word to use, isn't it? You don't call women 'handsome'. That's decidedly a word used to describe men. Women are usually cute, or beautiful, or sexy, or vivacious. They are not...

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You do have a heart

All things considered this had been a pretty good Saturday for Eric so far; His bills had been paid, he'd looked at some apartments, all his chores and most of his tedious errands were done, hell he was even thinking of visiting a car dealership later...

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Do or Die

"do not worry tasha. have faith." tasha looked back to see canis sitting there, legs crossed and hands held together. she walked over and went to both knees, tears in her eyes. "isn't there anything you can do to help them?"

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Slits don't lie....or do they?

do not mind the claws," she crooned, allowed sylvia to comb through the fur lining the back of her neck, "what looks dangerous can become tender if handled properly."

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What Would You Do...

_Author's Note: This was a difficult story for me to write. First person is not my preferred viewpoint, and I really wanted to dig down and explore the emotions of the character. I hope you like it. Any feedback would be much...

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What Would You Do?

...for a klondike bar? I mean to get out of a ticket. I meant to color this but...bah I hate coloring And now a story written by the amazingly talented writer...

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Harmony's Warriors: Soar - Act III - 12 - A Certain Look in the Eye and an Easy Smile

"no father, i-i do not," she said, her voice so soft she didn't think he could hear her. the phantom's gaze seemed to only grow more piercing at this and his wings flaring behind him, pitch like a vulture's.

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What We Do To Ourselves

**What We Do to Ourselves** Written by Leo\_Todrius Commissioned by Carallon56 A quiet, calm breeze blew over the hilltop, weaving in between the newly constructed homes and buildings. Everything had been forged of white and silver and glass,...

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