The Friend
When she walked in off the street every eye was upon her...the room fell
suddenly quiet.
She walked into the pub and handed the bar keeper a small slip of paper her
head was down and it was hard to see her face, but you could tell she had to be
beautiful... as she sipped her drink a small sigh came from her...
I walked over to introduce myself...when I got closer I could tell she was
crying softly, but not making a sound...My heart broke. Who could be responsible
for making this exquisite creature cry?
Her name I did not know, she was exquisite to look at. With her long flowing
hair... small heart shaped face...the curves of her body were well
proportioned.... She was wearing a black corset over a white peasant top that
fell over her shoulders just so... she had on a long black skirt That was loose
and flowing all the way to the floor...she wore over this a black cloak made of
what looked to be the softest black ermine one has ever seen.
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New York Can Be Such An Exciting Place To Visit
New York can be such an exciting place to visit. It's frustrating when you
are there to work, and you would like some time to play.
I'm Oralia Cruz, and I'm an attorney in Miami. I was in New York to take a
series of depositions for a class action suit my firm is currently working on.
The damn depos are scheduled from first thing in the morning to last thing at
night. By the time I would finish each day, I barely had the energy to get a
bite to eat and fall into bed back at my hotel. And yet I had the feeling that
it might be a long time before I get to visit the big apple again. I had to get
some free time.
The Friday afternoon depo was especially grueling. It took all of my will
power to keep my head in the game. The deponent was a records clerk at a
reinsurance company. It was clear that his life was incredibly boring. And my
job was to listen to him talk about his boring existence!
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Mary's Summer Camp Adventures
It was late Monday afternoon. Father Flogg and his new assistant,
Father Morecock, were waiting for Sister Stigmata to bring Mary Katherine
Gallagher into his study for another dose of discipline. This sixteen-year-old
girl was a true challenge for the good priests and nuns of St. Switchers. The
child seemed to always be breaking one of the many rules that governed this
exclusive private school for Catholic girls. Mary was big boned, plain of face,
with mousy brown hair, wore glasses and had a pasty complexion. She was slightly
overweight; most of it concentrated in her broad bottom, and had average breasts
for her age.
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