Author: Rhonda
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A Whore’s Depression
My heart aches for someone I don’t know,I am alone.I open my legs all too willingly, Desperate to feel anything.Always, in the middle of it all,I stop.My mind slows down,And I…
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Wooden Fate
“Alright, men, gather around,” Captain Longboard shouted as he climbed up on a table outside the captain’s quarters. He kicked a pile of maps to the side. “I have an…
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Never Touch a Woman’s Things
“Georgie, darling, which shirt should I wear tonight?” Joe stepped out of his walk-in closet with two dress shirts – one blue, the other maroon. Georgie, his girlfriend, sat on…

