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Monsters, Men, and Magic Ch. 14

The trickster was walking along one of the side roads of Hilbury. Malcolm kept a close eye on him from half a block away. He couldn't be sure if the man was the monster he was hunting, not yet at least. The stranger had been acting strange though. Malcolm had seen the man pick the pocket of someone without being noticed, but he could just be a thief; he had to be sure before he made a move to grab him. Malcolm had given Casey, his daughter, a call on her phone, but she hadn't picked up. He wasn't sure if he was happy or not about that. It would be nice to have the backup, but if she wasn't here, that meant she wasn't in danger. Compared to most monster hunts he had been on, this one wasn't very risky. He didn't try again though, she'd be upset about not being involved, but at least she would be safe. The man Malcolm had been tailing walked by a woman and very obviously reached into her purse and took out her wallet. It was clear as day, but the woman d...
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The Date

Karen and I married right out of high school. We had dated for nearly all of the four years in school. I went to work in a factory in a near by town a month after graduation and Karen cleaned houses with her sister. The girls had a good business going. Ten years later we were doing very well as we had bought our first house and were well on the way to owning it, Our girls were seven and nine. With both girls in school my wife and her sister were taking on a few more houses to clean and they had several businesses. Karla, her sister is 3 years older than my wife and is divorced. Karla's husband Ted was an asshole and it only took her two kids and ten years to learn it. And she was very careful about anything that looked serious when it came to men. Wild sex a couple nights a week was her thing. But not with anyone decent. And her advice to Karen was wild sex with jerks and assholes too. Karen's wild sex had only been with me so that was her only wild sex or just plain sex. Kar...
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Scared Breathless

Click, click, click. The noise of a woman's heels tap against the concrete hastily. All around her in this bustling city people are chatting, cars are driving past and honking, dogs are barking. The lithe, slender woman ignores it all while bobbing her head to the music she's listening to. Her shoulder length brown hair flows gracefully in the breeze behind her. She wears a black blouse and matching small skirt. In one arm she's carrying a stack of important looking paperwork, tucked away neatly into organized folders. She reaches her free hand in the pocket of her mini skirt and presses a button on her IPod to change songs. An upbeat song comes on which helps encourage her to walk faster. Any bystander spectating her could tell she's in a rush. Further ahead, Veronica notices a collection of leaves obstructing the side walk. She gets rather annoyed at whoever's job it is to keep the streets clear. When she steps into the pile her heel impales one of the leaves, p...
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