Surprise in Boston Chapter 2 The Christmas Gift
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Joe was a doctor. A general practitioner. A family doctor seeing patients from 13 to 110. He'd already wrapped several of the normal gifts for Susan. Jewelry, clothes, a few music CD's and the like. This gift, however, he'd have to want as well. And tonight was Christmas Eve. He could still say no. "Hey, Susan," Joe was on the phone. "I plan on being home early today. I only have one more person to see. Are you ready?" "Yes. Surprised you went in at all today." "Yeah well, it's...
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Archiving rights granted to Fictionmania Robbie's Christmas Miracle By Donna Allyson (c)2001 Christmas Eve Snow gently fell, coating the exterior world in a white blanket. It was the first snowfall of the season and came just in time to make many children pleased with the chance to use all their newly acquired Christmas gifts that they would soon receive. Christmas Eve, for most, a time of happiness and glee. Not so however for little eight year old Robbie Lambert. The one...
Just reuploading this old series with some edits. See the link in my profile to find all my stories and more chapters to this story DISCLAIMERS In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don't agree with his choices, and you're not supposed to either. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings....
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I come from a big family and my brothers and sisters are all younger than I am and have k**s like I do they range in age form 9 to 30. My oldest is 30 now and I started late, as did my siblings. We all live in the area of Boston mass and central CT and southern New Hampshire. It is not out the ordinary for any of us to visit with any others or our own c***dren when we are in the area. So when my business took me to Boston from my home in CT. I wanted to see my daughters but they were not...
Mindy and Jennifer are welcome to post this story at their sites. All other sites must receive express permission to post. Beware the wrath of my lawyer! WARNING: This message contains adult themes and subject matter; this will scar emotionally unprepared readers, and cause years of therapy bills. If you are not an adult, regardless of chronological age, do not read any further! Do not fold spindle or mutilate this message. Do not insert this message into any bodily orifices....
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Just reuploading this old series with some edits. See the link in my profile to find all my stories and more chapters to this story DISCLAIMERS In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don't agree with his choices, and you're not supposed to either. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky...
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Just reuploading this old series with some edits. See the link in my profile to find all my stories and more chapters to this story DISCLAIMERS In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don't agree with his choices, and you're not supposed to either. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky...
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