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Nancy Johnson was no stranger to travel; as a free-lance writer and
photographer, she had spent much of her life abroad, visiting and writing about
innumerable locations about the world. At 54, she often went with her husband,
who followed his own pursuits while she engaged...
"It was a million to one fluke" 19 year old James Stockwood thought to
himself as he finished copying the video tape and ejected it. Removing
it from the recorder he went downstairs and out of the house only to
return 2 minutes later minus the tape. Then taking, a deep breath,
he picked up the...
My name is Violet P. Snicket. Quite a few many years ago, I grew up a Baudelaire. That seems a lifetime ago.
My husband, Lemony, may have told the story of my childhood to you. I admit he is a great story teller. He added a lot of details that are certainly interesting and entertaining...
About a month ago I received a letter from a college
fraternity brother of mine. I hadn't seen Stan since grad-
uation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of
us together to meet for the first football game of the sea-
son. He had settled down in the town where our university
was...
The beat of the bass guitar, the drum pounding, the rhythm of the music pulsed as though at one with Sandys body. She closed her eyes. Holding a hot iron away form her and the ironing board Sandy spread her knees squatting as she swayed, her hips rolling from side to side. One, two, three to the...
Ich habe den Rest der Geschichte gefunden und stelle sie einmal hier online. Der Originaltitel ist:
The Unintentional Nudist VII: The Girl in the Mirror
by DonnyLaja
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A relieved, kind face came up to the bars. "Are you O.K.?" It was a middle-aged woman in casual,...
The two men left her at the office of the duty sergeant, as requested. After
the preliminary paperwork and identification procedure, Nancy was introduced to
another uniformed police officer. "Clarence", said the sergeant, "this is Mrs.
Johnson, who is to be placed on exhibition today and for two...
In a small house in the middle of this former factory town, there was not a sound on this dark December morning except for the soft buzz of the fluorescent light in the upstairs bathroom. Behind the closed door, there was a naked 18-year-old college freshman, home for Christmas break, looking at herself...