The Projector
I woke up in a bed that was not mine, under a sloped ceiling, with morning light coming through an arched window as large as a garage door.
Mist Stage
Longtime reader from Seattle, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is casual and chatty. Expect Exhibitionist & Voyeur and Group Sex with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and rivals. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. 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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