Tag: Fiction
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1. I pulled into the driveway around six, pleased to see that the Slut had followed orders. Annie’s car was in the driveway, the red Audi blocking the Slut’s car in. I grabbed the bags from the back seat and went to the front door. Locked. I rang the doorbell and Annie answered. “Dean! Good
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1. Amy crept in quietly, hanging her keys on the hook near the door. She closed the door behind her, flipping the deadbolt as silently as she could. Her clothes were wrinkled, the back stained with sweat from her night of dancing with her girlfriends. She kicked her heels off and held them so that
