From A Spark To A Blaze

By JenK9. I was 27 years old when the following transpired. ***** I had been running my new business for under a year and had no time to get to know women from being so busy, so I was single and lived alone with my Boxer (Blaze). I’m happy and love my new business, which is beginning to thrive. I left for work earlier than most people and followed the same daily route. I usually finished working around six pm

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House Sitting

By Amplexor. Marie sighed as she pressed another button on the remote control. The pale, red-haired, and freckled twenty-something woman appeared visibly bored out of her mind as she searched for something to watch. She shifted restlessly from position to position, sitting up straight and leaning against the armrest. She finally settled on an odd but comfortable place, with one leg dangling off the couch and the other flung over the back. Closing her eyes, she listened to the wildlife

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Professional Curiosity

By Maxijohndoe. Rose exchanged the usual morning greetings with her colleagues as she headed to her workstation. Rose wasn’t her real name, but it had been easier to Anglicise her name rather than trying to teach English speakers her Chinese name. Rose worked as a lab technician to make enough money to see her through the many years of study and training it would take to be a pathologist, as the small amounts of money her parents could send her

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A Dog Act

By SSC  (sshieldsus@yahoo.com) Our house sat on a quiet street in a small town about twenty miles north of Birmingham. At that time, our nearest neighbor is about a ten-minute walk away. Of course, now the area is filled with subdivisions and yuppies, but at that time, it was a peaceful quiet place to grow up. We had a low fence surrounding our backyard to keep the animals from tearing up the area, but not high enough to keep anyone from

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Brutus

By Anon Part of my training in journalism was being taught to keep a journal of my daily experiences and thoughts. The content of each incident was supposedly less critical than any reflections you might make later about these experiences. This is one such narrative. My widowed father died when I was twenty-eight, a year ago now. He left me his townhouse and the general estate. It gave me a vehicle and a posh place to stay for that summer

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Four Year Old Bull Mastiff

By Domino. I first saw him across the street from my house, the four-year-old Bull Mastiff that lived in the apartment across the road. I stared at his huge ball sack as he walked by. I started fussing over him and petting him when he was brought out. I followed the schedule of his owner, making sure we’d meet at least 2-3 times a week. I saw that he worked pretty long hours and finally asked if he’d like me

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A Time in my Life

By hellraser101. I had always been sexually active growing up; nothing changed as I grew older and supposedly wiser. If anything, I got more imaginative. This brings us to this place in time. I met Jill as a trucker. Pulling into a truck stop in Los Angeles, I sat behind the wheel, thinking how boring at night on the lot would be. Thinking of the possibilities, I dollied down my trailer and prepared to bobtail into the city and try

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A New Bitch For Scruff

By lovnbowser. There are times when one can predict the future. It might be the outcome of an event, a person’s characteristics, or a combination of both. My best friend Christine’s dress shop venture, for example. Something told me that it would be a disaster since its inception. I did not say a word to anyone, but I did make notes on my prediction. I just knew that the dress shop idea wasn’t right. A similar future prediction and premonition

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The Amateur Dog Catcher (Gay Zoo)

By cum_munkey69@yahoo.com Summer is great in Vermont for a dog lover like myself. This might not seem like something you would think about, but it has worked out quite well for me in picking up strays. When I say, ‘picking up strays,’ I don’t mean the: ‘Do you come here often and what is your sign’ kind of strays. It’s more like the: ‘Come here, boy, who’s your owner?’ It’s a scam that I came up with about ten years

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That Damn Dog! (Gay Zoo)

By markagnew. I was round at me mates last night, and about 10 pm, he said he had to nip out for some ciggies as he only had a few left. He said he wouldn’t take long to nip down to the garage and back, and he left me in charge of his big ugly black mutt! Don’t ask me what breed it was. All I knew was it was bloody huge and slobbered all over the damn place, and

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