“Asterisk, wake up. We are going to be late. We have to get ready.” I grabbed a pillow and threw … More
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Mistress Habanero
It had been two weeks since Sam had kicked me out and almost that long since I had seen my … More
Who Framed The Mannequin?
I arrived home from work and poured myself of glass of merlot. Finally, the weekend. I needed this. Immediately after, … More
It's not my fault. 