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      Slutwife: The Beginning

      *Prologue*My name is Megan, and I have small breasts. My husband, Andy, says he likes them, but his eyeballs pop out whenever we pass a pair of double D's. Guys like to say things they don't mean.I like to...

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      • Brilliantly penned, DK. There is always so much depth underneath these saucy tales you weave my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

        • You make me want to keep writing, Damian. Your comments are so inspiring, and I so appreciate you following me… reading me… making me crazy to show you something else.

          Thank you

          xoxoxo

      • Your vote: Buckle in girl. I’m getting ready to spill my guts. And it’s nothing to be proud of.

      • OMG, HJ. Yeah, exactly like that. Come over here and lick it off. I feel like feeding you.

      • This is one scorching story. Outstanding. Your a talent DK.

      • Well, M’Dear 🌺

        Let me start with this: “GULP!”
        Nowhere is there a “fiction” tag … thus, as wonderful as it is to imagine it’s all or partly fact (and, I’ve read every chapter through “Back In The Kitchen”), your unrivaled gift as a master raconteur has drawn me into every stunningly vivid detail of each breathfilled, thrumming moment, as though I’m alive in each character’s skin.
        It’s truly staggering how erotically graphic and honest to reality the entire timbre is, all without a smidgen of disgusting ugliness … it’s entirely not in WHAT you write, but in HOW you write it, how you put, how you make it come across as though it’s all as humanly natural as one slipping into their shoes … as though it’s exactly what I’d do and how I’d act under the same circumstances.

        And, in addition, not a grammar, syntax, or diction gaffe in the lot … sighhh! Writers like You could put editors out of business, make editing arcane.

        Oh, well … here I go again hogging all the air, wearing thin my welcome. Let me close with a very-very sincere, “Thank you, Lady-DK, for the sheer enjoyment of sharing your phenomenally rare prowess with a sparkling pen, Our Exemplarily Skilled Writer!” ⁓ Richard🖌

        PS: in a lull, drop by my place to see what I’ve been up to of late … hint-hint! ; )

        • I intend to ‘cum’ by, my sweet. I’ve missed reading your work. The weeks around here loom busy and distracting. Kids take priorities, and then, I have other interruptions which I plan to elaborate in my confessions. I expect to make you very disappointed in me… after which you will recall that I’m not actually your daughter, and it’s perfectly okay to stroke your bobbing dismay.

          Please check my grammar, Richard. You are hereby my official editor and chief. You do know where my grammar is located, right? I have faith you will find it.

          BTW… I think if you click on that last picture, you will find it’s a gif for you.

      • Love those opening lines. The write felt like an emotional rollercoaster like most situations like those are. Great ink.

      • Clearly, I’m late to the show, but whew loved every second of this read.

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      Field of Scavengers: Part Five

           "The bad boys, mommy! The bad boys!" Chloe cried as she sat concealed in the hidden room her father had constructed. The hidden door, which lead in from the kitchen, creaked open.       Chloe gasped.      "Chloe?"...

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      Field of Scavengers: Part Four

           Hiking through the woods in the near dark now, Gwendolyn knew these woods just as well as in the pre-war daylight. Ethan, her missing husband, would take her on walks through the woods surrounding their home on...

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      Unrequited Soulmate

      You are, my heart, soul, and flower. My mirrored kin and spirit, yet looks and kisses unreturned.   You are, the beating heart of my soul, still waves of unrequited love crash, pummeling my psyche.   You are, my flower whose petals never wilt -  rather, I bloom in my moonlight...

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      Snowy Days

      She can snare you with a gleam in her eye Dead before you even hit the floor Serpents scream while angels begin to cry Tangled in the web of wanting more   Empty heart so cold like a November rain Feel the ache growing in...

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      • Wow, you gave me bits and pieces of a fairy tale example, Little Red Riding Hood. This is good.

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. I never thought of it like that, I had to reread it after reading your comment, I see it as well. Nice interpretation. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • Magnificent piece Damian. Great description my friend.

      • As a former redhead I had to smile at the redhead reference. The chill you build in this is palpable. But where would we be without our muse? Mine can be a technicolor bitch but I’d be lost without her. The places you take us, my friend…

        • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Yes, they are always guiding us along the path of creativity, indeed. Appreciate you.

          Damian

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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