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sprite
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I died. And yet I didn’t. Death was not what I expected. There was no tunnel, no light, no choir of angels nor a pearly gate. I found myself floating, untethered. Drifting, slipping in and out of dreams that may have been visions or perhaps glimpses of wh...

Trick or Treat

A Dare on Halloween

It started with a game of truth or dare. I stupidly picked dare… Everyone was afraid of her. She was a witch, after all. The pumpkins on the porch all gave me a knowing look as I stood at the door and knocked. She never said a word. Just crooked a finger...

I am not fabulous Although I can be I do like glitter When I was younger I used to wear it like kisses The ones planted, not only on my lips, but all over my body And I don’t wear lipstick Except when I do And I am not your fantasy girl The married lesbia...

Aimi and Sophie were still in her room. I didn’t know whether they were awake and ‘busy’ or still sleeping. Either way, I didn’t want to disturb them. What I did want to do was have a nice breakfast ready for them when they finally did emerge, so I cut up...

She didn’t bother with introductions. To her I was just a whore and she was just a customer. One with cash. She was dressed nicely like she’d just come off some high-powered business meeting. She looked me up and down first. I guess she liked what she saw...

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I’d always hated Valentine’s Day. VD is a fitting abbreviation. It’s a disease created by big business to make money off of love. Legal prostitution, baby, so suck it. Maisie was fond of telling me it’s because I’m single and bitter about it. Maisie was r...