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Daily Commute

Underground train

Stand behind the yellow line… Lara had been flat-out in the office all day, inundated with paper-work, scheduling meetings, and proof-reading for clients. It was finally 5:30pm; she had a short tube ride across the city centre, before catching the mainline train to her home-town.  There was standing room only …

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Room with a view

View of the ocean from a window

This is my sanctuary; a place I come to indulge myself in my carnal desires. The room is opulent with heavy velvet brocade drapes, a sleigh bed with a faux fur throw and satin sheets. All deep colours, with glittering embellishments. My mirrored wardrobes hide the objects of my gratification. …

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