Stories tagged “Simon”
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Facing the White Queen
Simon’s fate hung like a grape on the vine, all but ready to be plucked by delectable lips andengulfed. Her eyes considered him in lazy fashion, lids half-closed, all the better to showcase the immaculate make up. They called her the ‘White...
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A Rough Patch
Anson: I hate jobs like this and I shoulda asked before, but this is a paying job, right? Simon: What do you think? I’m not out here for fun. Anson: I know. You and fun don’t mix. Simon: Whaddya mean? Anson: Nevermind. I just want your word...
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Oh Pants
The airport security office served as a poor interrogation room, but Dayton International wasn’t exactly a bustling hub of anything. Agent Lefleur sighed and angled his hulking frame into the room. The chair creaked warily as he plopped down acro...