Category Archives: Fiction

On Victory and Elysian

When you come to the city of Toledo, find the street of Victory and follow it onto Elysian; there your destiny lies… It was a sluggish and frigid Friday morn. A man trudged out of his small white house, cursing … Continue reading

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Yours to discover 🤔

I walked home stealthily. It was late,I went to visit one of my girlfriends that stayed just a stone throw from our house. I felt someone was advancing towards me or was walking just right behind me. I increased my … Continue reading

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Daydreaming About a WebCam Model

She sits on the edge of my bed, dressed in garments and lace. She says her name is Stacey, but from the looks of it, she is simply my hooker. I stare from my own corner, my head tucked against … Continue reading

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Toledo, OH 1996

Toledo, OH 1996   The boys lived in the East Side of Toledo, which sat east of the Maumee River, hence the name. Two bridges connected connected the isolated side of town to the city: the Hi-Level Bridge and the … Continue reading

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Twittering Tales — August 2017

Twittering Tale #43 – 1 August 2017   About the challenge: Each Tuesday, Kat provides a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. A … Continue reading

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Twittering Tale #41 – 18 July 2017

About the challenge: Each Tuesday there’s a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. If you accept the challenge, be sure to let … Continue reading

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Now Mary is Depressed

Mary was back home now, watching HGTV, spefically an episode about her favorite midgets. I think dwarf is the right word. Or is it little person. I apologize that wasn’t politically correct. She kept telling herself she was a fool … Continue reading

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