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Washing Machine Wanda

by CalHollows on Sep 13, 2017
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Wanda snapped shut her cell and wondered if she'd have the lissome filly that day. Sketching her from memory, the young housewife was almost petite - shorter than Wanda, at least. Trim but somewhat mousy behind her serious glasses, once she slipped them off, her face bloomed to radiance. Her sensuous lower lip and irresistible smile told Wanda there was spi...

The Sista in 3J

by avasogently on Sep 14, 2017
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The front-loading washing machines in the dim, dank laundry room lurched and groaned their grievances over decades of neglect. But what could be worse than Val was missing her favorite prime-time soap, Edge of Passion, because she had gone to the gym over the weekend instead of laundering her clothes. Cursing under her breath, Val slurped down chamomile tea...

Virgins

by talk2024 on Sep 16, 2017
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There's a message on my answering machine and I know it's from her. I don't know what it was that made me decide to invite her to come with me. I only knew her through the office and we chatted often enough, maybe once a week, but it was always small talk. We weren't really friends. The company had organised a reward weekend for its top sales agents and I...

My Initiation

by LadyJelli on Sep 19, 2017
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Marie stood in the shadows of the vending machine alcove in the dorm lobby. She felt depressed as she watched Tim and Lisa walk arm and arm out the main doors. She and Tim had been dating for 3 months when Lisa moved into the dorm. Within a month Tim had broken up with Marie and begun dating Lisa. Shrugging her small shoulders Marie headed back to her room....

Rattler

by Dar_Jisbo on Nov 26, 2019
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I was looking through the Wayback Machine. The article, from the distant past of 2019, said something about "preparing for a jobless society." How prescient, I thought. Back in 2035, the world's largest corporations had merged into one - Amalgamated Mutual Enterprises. Using their economic might and the disruptions caused by the effects of climate change,...

Tyke

by blond_lucy on Sep 16, 2017
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I saw her dancin' there by the record machine I knew she must a been about seventeen The beat was goin' strong Playin' my favorite song An' I could tell it wouldn't be long Till she was with me, yeah me, singin' I love rock n' roll So put another dime in the jukebox, baby I love rock n' roll So come an' take your time an' dance with me (I love Rock n' Roll...

Kellie's Little Sister

by CoyoteGirl69 on Sep 14, 2017
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I returned from shopping late to find a message on the answering machine from Kellie. She said that her sister was going to be in town for the weekend and wondered if we could get together for lunch. Knowing Kellie, I was certain she wanted to come out here for lunch, probably more. I thought again about it and realized it was probably just for lunch as I fi...

Anjali's Red Scarf Ch. 05

by Bramblethorn on Feb 12, 2019
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Chapter Five: I Hear The Roar Of The Smoke Machine Warmth. Sleepy half-conscious warmth, that all-suffusing glow that seeps through the body and looses every knotted muscle. Sometimes it comes from a hot bath or an electric blanket. And sometimes it comes from sleeping in somebody's arms, skin against skin, when the bodies fit together just right. Half-asl...

Be My Arm Candy?

by ragmamarag on Sep 14, 2017
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I got home from work around five thirty and there were a couple new messages on the machine. Mum wanted to do lunch the next week, little sister needed a ride to the mall, blah blah blah. But then a familiar voice struck a chord in my brain: "Hello? Oh, shit, this is your machine. Damn. Hi, Lucy. It's Blake." She sounded a little unsure of herself. "Uhm, I w...

Cheating Hearts

by Belle_in_south on Sep 14, 2017
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"The fuckwad!" Mollie stood beside the answering machine, her whole body trembling and her eyes burning as she struggled to keep her tears from spilling over her hot cheeks. She clenched her hands into fists and dug her manicured fingernails into her palm until pain shot through her. The sensation did not relieve any of the anger flooding through her body....