— by D.H. — Pulling her car up slowly, Janet looked for the address of the house hidden deep in the trees at the end of the gravel road. “This has to be it.” she muttered as her car hit a small pot hole. Seeing that the address matched the one Mona had left for …
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Janet III: A New Friend
— by D.H. — Janet walked slowly down the sidewalk, looking into the windows of the stores as she walked past, her typical Saturday sort of thing to do. The wind blew her hair around a bit as she looked at her reflection in the latest window she stopped at, one of the best bakeries …
Odif’s Fault
— by Aviar — Michelle looked over at the clock, it read eleven o’clock. She smiled as she put on the final touches to the banana cream pie. Satisfied that her work was complete, she put down the bag of whipped cream and licked her fingers clean. “One, two, three …..” she counted, pointing to …
Discovery
— by Argus — Note: what follows is part one of one person’s story of discovery and exploration into getting messy. The original text was edited a little, some spelling fixed, some words fished for until the right ones were discovered. ———————————————————————- Part 1: The early years! 🙂 Ok, to start with, this is an …
Sweet Revenge
— by Anonymous — This incident happened in the fall of 1995. I was a stock clerk at a grocery store in Champaign, Illinois. Is was about 11:00 on a Saturday night. I worked the closing shift with one other employee, the assistant manger, Wendy. Just as I was about to lock the front entrance …
My Introduction to Fun with Food
— by Anonymous — When Diane called me that morning, asking me if I could help her with an art project, I immediately said sure. We had met at college that semester and I liked the confident blonde girl right away. “What kind of art project do you need help with?” I asked. “Food,” was …
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