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Feeling Keystrokes

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Feeling Keystrokes

We met online it wasn’t even what either of us were expecting and nothing that we were looking for.

I was typing away on a site with one of my hobby sites and it just started as these little exchanges.

Friendly talking and quirky.

God I loved that.

A Darker Shade Of Red

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A Darker Shade Of Red

By Melanie E.

A note of caution: this is a much, MUCH MUCH, darker piece than I typically write. I may even take it down eventually, and I'm definitely not linking it to the rest of my stories. So, be forewarned.

Girl on a Motorcycle

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It was a normal Friday afternoon (or so I thought) when I left work. The weather was sunny and the sky blue. I was in a good mood as I was going to spend the weekend en-femme and also indulging in my other favourite pastime of riding my Bike.

I sat astride my weekday machine, put my open face crash helmet on, adjusted my flying goggles and kicked the aged but very beautiful '69 Bonnieville into life.

Memorandum from a Ghost

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I first noticed him standing there and thought he was alone but didn't look long enough to be certain. The next time I took the time to get a better look there was a woman in red standing next to him. They were both removed, maybe a hundred and twenty or thirty feet away, not directly involved in the grave side services but both obviously sneaking glances at the activity.

There Is Nothing

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There Is Nothing

Wow, so I guess this was sort of what many may call a rant. Following one's muse perhaps, and just letting it all pour out. Although there is a story deep inside this tightly drawn affair, I present this to you as only words on a screen. Its meaning or whatever you take from it is solely down to you, the reader.
To me it is a gasp, a reach out, a comfort to he or she who may not even exist. Then again, maybe they do...

Enjoy or loathe. I love it all the same as I seek not praise but recognition.

Howling at the Moon

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A little something I wrote a few years back...

Some people's children...

I've mentioned a friend's daughter, J, before. She's more than a bit headstrong, has not so standard interests. When she gets a bit older I'm going to have to talk to her mother about introducing her to a few people. For the safety of any boyfriends she may have!

Her latest escapade wound up being self-punishing. Seems she and a few of her friends found a piercer who was willing to overlook the fact that they were underage.

Reboot Redux

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“Reboot” Redux

“I come from the Net. From systems, people, and cities, to this place.

Mainframe.

My format? Guardian. To mend and defend.

To defend my new-found friends. Their hopes and dreams.

To defend them from their enemies.

They say the User lives outside the Net, and inputs games for pleasure.

Nobody knows for sure, but I intend to find out ....

Reboot!”

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