The Lobster Pot
The suitcase comes around the carousel for the third time and I just stand there watching it.
Based in Cow Head, Newfoundland and Labrador. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. I mostly write in Anal and BDSM, especially stories built around the shared secret and people who work as developers 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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The suitcase comes around the carousel for the third time and I just stand there watching it.
The truffle bazaar smells like dirt and machine oil this early.
The ferry strike started Tuesday and by Thursday I was stuck.
Ten years ago I stood in a trailer at a course outside Scottsdale with Jayne, and we both blinked at each other like two people who had…
The track is mostly empty by the time I wander back to the pits.