The Watchmaker's Wife
The mushrooms were winning.
Writing from California, usually late at night with rye whiskey or strong espresso. Most of my posts live in Erotic Couplings and Romance. I have a soft spot for the boss's test, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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The mushrooms were winning.
The wave hit the ferry off the coast of Martha's Vineyard, and Maya Chen, thirty-four years old and a graphic designer from Boston who had…
The rain came down like it had a grudge.
You missed a spot, Rudy.
Melvin Crockett woke at four forty like he always did.