How it Pans Out

I stare at my reflection in the dented brass doorknob. I can feel my paw pads itch. I want to open that door and get this all over with. This burning, looming threat of confrontations that I've...

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Reading is Fundamental

Sandy straightened her skirt in her seat. She shifted her weight, looking at the clock. It was the last hour of her shift and no one had been in for some time. She pinched the bridge of her nose, waiting for time to hurry up so she could go home. She'd...

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Playing the Numbers

The border collie sat in the café booth on her own. She took a sip from her coffee, letting the sweet latte warm her up from her trek to the familiar booth she always met her friends at. Outside, the wind howled, rattling the windows and making Annie...

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Twin Telepathy

Cassie shivered, pressing her hips back to the bucking hips of her boyfriend. She whimpered, her whole body shaking and glowing the pleasure. He held her face down, letting his hips crash against her in a steady staccato of motion. The thrusts from the...

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Root of the Issue

Vincent adjusted his tie, straightening it and feeling happy with his knot until he looked at the far too long end hanging out. He grumbled and worked the knot loose, to try again. ...

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Desert Flame

Jessica abhorred parties. It wasn't the atmosphere or the people. It was how fake it all was. Every pleasantry and false words of politeness and care seemed designed to give the appearance of care for one another but none of it was ever real. The...

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The Pull of Technology

The orca's chair creaked in protest when he sat down at his desk. His large chest heaved in effort as he forced air into his lungs and his long tongue draped out of his mouth, almost like a dog before retracting into its home. Each breath helped him...

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Desert Rain

The blare of a National Weather Service alert startled David from the reverie of sleep. He grabbed his phone, smashing the screen blindly until his thumb finally found the way to silence it. Glancing at the clock, the shepherd groaned and rubbed his...

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Desert Return

David sat in traffic, tapping the steering wheel to the crooning timbre of Julian Casablanca's voice. He grunted, seeing the lanes pass him by on either side with no room for him to squeeze past them. The I-17 was one of the most dangerous roads in the...

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Giving Thanks

Vincent sighed as the next episode paused, asking if he was still there before continuing. If the question wasn't the perfect indication of how his day was going, then he didn't know what was. Sad fact of the matter was, in his dorm room he sat, on...

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His Daughter's Lover: His Meal

Jackson was finishing up at the grill. The heat of the meat singed his fur, but he was careful. This wasn't his first time making steaks on the grill for his family, nor would it be the last. The gold band on his finger glinted in the light of the...

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New Family: Chapter 3

_Good evening, the following contains mature content. This is your only warning on the matter. That is all._ On the lazy afternoon, the boys sat in their room, trying to preoccupy themselves. Scott was back to his own, emotionally troubled...

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