The Sourdough Crock
I still can't believe I spent the morning of a funeral under a horse.
Hollow Grammar
Longtime reader from United Kingdom, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is matter-of-fact. I mostly write in Romance, Erotic Couplings, and Mature, especially stories built around wrong place, right time and people who work as DJs or similar real-world trades. 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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Stories by Hollow Grammar
The Cider Mill Mix-Up
My name is Hanna, I'm fifty-four years old, and I have a problem.