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Fiction: The Seven Curses of Hannah Part One
It was a brisk October night, and in her dark bedroom, Hannah was wrapped snugly in her house robe. The plush material felt great against her naked skin, and for a brief moment, she was glad she was a...
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Fiction: The Seven Curses of Hannah Part Two
(Legs contributed by Musns) Monday was Hannah’s cleaning day. She never cleaned on weekends. It wasn’t because she needed the break. She just liked giving the clutter a few days to build so that she...
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“He didn’t even fucking notice!” Hannah snarled. Tuesday was grocery-shopping day. It took all day because Hannah systematically spread her shopping among three stores. Whole Foods had the best meats...
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Fiction: The Seven Curses of Hannah Part Four
Hannah was ready to forgive Adam. She woke up horny. Adam was sleeping beside her, and there were a good 20 minutes before the alarm would go off. She wanted to fuck. Hannah wanted to climax or feel...
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Thursday was supposed to be Hannah’s free day. With the chores for the week done, it was the day she dedicated to playing six solid hours of World of Warcraft with her friends. Usually, she would play...
View ArticleFiction: The Seven Curses of Hannah Part Six
Hannah soaked in her bathtub. The water was as hot as she could stand it. The CD player filled the room with random selections of her favorite songs. The lights were off, and two candles flickered in...
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“Adam isn’t so bad,” Hannah thought. It was Saturday morning, and Adam had made breakfast. He made his very complicated bacon omelets. The table was laid out for two, and he made a big deal out of...
View ArticleFiction: The Seven Curses of Hannah Part Eight
“Hannah, are you awake?” Hannah opened her eyes. A strand of her blond hair was lying in a curl in front of her. She felt a hand on her hip, and she thought it was the invisible touch she had...
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Wow, I put off doing a main page for this story for almost a year. I think that answers the question of how connected this story was to my actual divorce. I don’t remember how I had the idea for this...
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