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My New Job

Do you really think that enslavement is past?

How can I start this letter? My name is Walter Cole. I lived at 25 Maple Avenue, Greenwood Town, Maine. I’m not a native American, I moved here from Europe. Firstly, if you ever read this, go straight to the police. Of course, I know they won’t believe all this right away, but hopefully, they will start an investigation to reveal the truth. Down below, I tried to describe all that has happened to me as well as I could. It...

Karma

A chance meeting with one that rejected me.

This memory concerns an attractive blond named Elaine. I never saw her in a dress or skirt that wasn't a mini and her feet were always clad in high heel boots and shoes. Her blouses all featured plunging necklines offering a view of her breasts and the tops of her sexy bras. Her figure was such that whatever she wore always looked custom made as they seemed to mold themselves to every luscious curve. Her voice was soft an...