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Tag: Romance

  • Sam #14: Friends, Love and The Nemesis

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    Recap: I’m Kate, Sam’s best friend, and housemate with her and Tom, Sam’s boyfriend. We had been living at Tom’s for nearly a year now, me in the Annexe when I wasn’t away with work. Tonight, I was at the Business Network function at a nearby local yacht club and presented on the topic Small is…

  • The Neighbour #4: The Ball

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    Tammy and Steve’s friendship had turned sexual over crappy TV and lots of booze. Over the last few weeks, we had been seeing more of each other, both time and skin since before the event and our initial sexual chemistry had deepened from its initial burst of passion into something wider and deeper.  We both knew that we were more than just FB Friends…

  • Sam (#9): Food, love, sex and Tom

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    Love: According to literature, there are seven types of love. Love shared is not love divided. It is love multiplied. It was shortly after starting at Rocket Factory, that Sam and James had taken me [Kate] to The Dog [5k run] as it was nicknamed.  They were intermittent attendees due to her study and work. …

  • Chesapeake Bay

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    DampKitten
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    I started this note somewhere in the middle of Chesapeake Bay…staggering upper deck on a ferry named Fantasy, floating towards Foreverville, your arms surrounding me like a memory   My chestnut hair was wildly dispersed, September chill on sky-mist stationary, sticky tongue on the edge at the crease of your envelope, tendrils of curls crossing…

  • By Mail

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    Laura London
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    “Honey there is a large package for you at the door,” my hubby shouted out. He was standing outside the house late for work as usual. “But I didn’t order anything,” I replied. “Well it is a big box and it is addressed to you,” he kept yelling as he climbed in his car and…

  • Layover with Meg

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    Megan Rivers
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    And he had the nerve to ask me such a silly question. “What is bothering you Meg?” as if he didn’t know. As if my life is anything without him. I wanted to scream. I wanted the whole world to know how important he is to me. I wanted him to know how I feel…

  • Given Up

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    Daniel Chelsea
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    Given up Suspended between heaven and hell. Flying I see men and women Forever scrambling to live and die. Never looking up nor down. Never touching sky nor star. Never feeling pleasure nor pain. Worshiping idols of dreams and sand. Living in worlds of misery that maims. Where should I go next? To the azures that…

  • Still My Valentine

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      My Valentine is miles from here and February’s atmosphere has cloaked the stars.  A snowy shroud engulfs my heart inside a cloud.   But through the tundra’s ice and snow I feel his warming afterglow, a breath across the vast divide expelled just as he comes inside   my wanton valley, wet and warm –…

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