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Dress Code

As the items floated up the stairs, the shirt swung a sleeve towards the leggings’ butt, landing an unseen hand with a solid smack.

“Hey!” the leggings said. “I thought it was the scarf you wanted to get to know better.”

“I do,” the shirt said, “but it wasn’t the scarf doing all that wiggling and moaning back there…” Continue reading

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Plane Crash (4/?)

Mary Prankster: “I just got word that a skeptic has just ‘landed’ in our fair realm. He’s an ebook critic from some upstart website, and when he learned about Subreality he dismissed it as some elaborate hoax that his friends … Continue reading

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Plane Crash (3/?)

Once they had passed the offending thicket, the source of the voices became plainly evident… Bryan was seated at a table, laughing and enjoying the company of… Paulette?! It took Paulette a moment, after doing a double take, to deal … Continue reading

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Plane Crash (2/?)

Full disclosure: there is no actual airplane collision anywhere in this story. Paulette and Robin, after experiencing the fondling, caressing, and other ministrations of the unseen hands, left the house and went on with their day. Paulette, as usual, was … Continue reading

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Plane Crash (1/?)

Full disclosure: there is no actual airplane collision anywhere in this story. The faint light of dawn fell upon the sleeping figure in the small, cluttered bedroom. Moderate snoring could be heard as the figure began to stir. The comforter … Continue reading

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An Ordinary Bus Ride

To blatantly rip off a much better known writer, “This may have really happened; I’m not sure. But I do know that if it did in fact happen, it didn’t happen to me.” The way I remember it, I was … Continue reading

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To Stalk Unseen 01

He didn’t notice the men unloading the truck in the forecourt. He just walked past them as if they’d been invisible. Jake, the warehouse foreman, called out, “Cheer up Max, it might never happen.” Max showed no sign of having … Continue reading

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To Stalk Unseen 02

Max was the last person to leave the office that evening. He couldn’t stand the thought of returning to an empty house, and he didn’t feel up to an evening of pretending to be happy with Dan and the others … Continue reading

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To Stalk Unseen 03

That night Max dreamt he was searching the warehouse for Becky, hearing her voice calling him but never seeing her, always being interrupted by the ringing of the warehouse phone. He woke up, and his phone was ringing. It was … Continue reading

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To Stalk Unseen 04

Max poured himself another large whisky and waited for Diane to return from her kitchen. He couldn’t get that embrace out of his mind. He had seen right down inside her top, seen the underwear beneath her clothes. But apart … Continue reading

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