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A Summer Interlude
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Beginnings, Part 5
My life in dire need of rearranging, my desire to find a new home made me think of the ones I had left behind and subsequently my mother. Now creeping into my twenties, it had been over ten years since I had run away from home; and I truly hadn’t ran that far. The other side of town was hardly an hour’s drive, and I convinced myself to see if she ( Read more... ) -
Beginnings, Part 4
There were no “made” women, that I knew of or that anyone else had heard of either. I was instead, a so called independent woman. It meant relatively the same thing except neutered me from being directly tied to any of the crime bosses. Mutterings of the truth behind my gender typically made it around to the guys in charge while the lackeys kept ( Read more... ) -
Beginnings, Part 3
I dropped the gun, astonished at myself; not grasping immediately that he was dead, or at very least denying it strongly. My next instinct was to grab the girl and tug her to her feet. The pistol was tiny, but the gunshot was still a sharp ring of attention getting noise that would have people calling the cops at any minute. Together, we ran; down ( Read more... ) -
Beginnings, Part 2
I certainly didn’t look ten. A spry five foot five, D cups unrestrained by a lack of fitting bra; my baby fat having strained and straightened out with my height into dull but increasing curves. I tried to take the only job I knew existed, waitressing at a little hell hole on the east side of the city; but there problems with that. A girl hardly ( Read more... ) -
Beginnings, Part 1
I remember very little from the old country. Sussex, I think it was.
My family was bitterly poor. My father a simple farmer, a mixed breed equine straddled somewhere between Clydesdale and a undisclosed father. He was estranged from his known family because of the mixed heritage. My mother, on the other hand, was full blooded fox. A scarlet rose ( Read more... ) -
(OOC) Rotation, alignment and changing the fluids (OOC)
Some of you may have noticed that all the previous entries on this journal have vanished, and for a few weeks the placeholder in this journal was a single enigmatic post having to do with pressing a button. What was that button? A reset button! As you can see, all journal entries were wiped. But that's not all ( Read more... )