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Brainy to Barbie: Evelyn Ch. 02

Brainy to Barbie Evelyn Ch.02 Over the following weeks Evelyn tried her hardest to deny her experience. In between paragraphs of her tracts, tomes and other texts, she often found her hand wandering down her pants. When she caught herself, however, she immediately removed her hands and attempted to forget what had happened. Her friends were already distancing themselves from her, which caused her incredible anguish. She imagined they thought she was a slut, even a traitor. Nevertheless, Evelyn continued to attend her various political activities. Yet, when she attended, she couldn't help but think of her colleagues as a bit plain, even ugly inside and out. She could see that they were simply desperate for experiences like the one she vehemently denied. She forced herself harder than ever to ignore her straying hands and thoughts so that she could maintain her status in her milieu. After over a month of musing about attempting to pleasure herself, she wondered if she should buy a

DreadWolf Ch. 44

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Houston Goes to Washington Pt. 01

The following is a spin-off of my three-part series, "Houston." To understand the full context of this story, I suggest you read that series as well. This story is set about a few months before the events of "Revenge in Advance: The Briefing," and includes an appearance by Oscar Warren, the main character in that series. As always, constructive comments are always welcome and appreciated. Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows, etc. (Yes, I do moderate comments. Please remember, this is a work of fiction, meaning that it is not real in any way, shape, matter or form. ... "What? We're going to Washington, D.C. for our next job?" Houston asked, expressing both shock and surprise. "Yes," John said. "Alpha One suggested that we take a day or two off while we're there to go see the sights. I understand you've never been there before?" "No," she said. "I'

A Domestic Incident

Introduction: Before I start, I present to you a brief note about the terminology used in provincial police forces in the UK. At the bottom of the pile are the workers like me. We are Constables, although in reality every officer no matter the rank holds the 'Office of Constable'. Above us is the Sarge and above that is the Inspector who is always called the 'boss'. In London which is like a different country they have strange things called 'Guv' or 'Skipper', but no-one outside the Met really knows what these are. The boss is the lowest rank addressed as 'Sir' or M'am. That's M'am, to rhyme with jam not marmalade. Ladies are never called 'Madam', unless they are running a brothel. Above the boss is the 'Chief' (Chief Inspector) and then 'Super' (Superintendent). Above those are probably some others but don't worry; you'll never be so far away from a criminal to see any of them -- except when a TV cam

Shower

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A Date with Destiny

I've attempted to write an entertaining modern desi romance. It involves a married woman, her ex, and a common friend of theirs from their college days. Note that the story does not neatly fit into a single category. A big thanks to pranaykatha for editing. The errors left are solely the result of my later alterations. Also, a shoutout to the draft readers for their valuable suggestions. Feel free to send me your feedbacks and suggestions or to leave a comment. Response from readers always feels great. *** The night had set into the hazy Gurgaon sky by the time I had returned from office. I was still in my office suit, staring down at the park from the apartment balcony, blankly sipping white wine, when the phone rang. The familiar tingle ran down my spine as I stared at the name for a good two seconds: Akshita. I don't quite know how she does this to me every single time. It's been years since we separated. True, we have been meeting each other occasionally, particularly