Glacier Glass
I was wiping down the bar when I saw her through the window.
Longtime reader from Maryland, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is plain and direct. I mostly write in Lesbian Sex, especially stories built around the long con and people who work as nurses or similar real-world trades. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. 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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I was wiping down the bar when I saw her through the window.
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