HANDYMAN short story
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Monday! Monday! Monday!
Another rainy weekend results in miserable traffic. Shhhheesh a little rain in Miami and people forget how to drive.
The traffic report stated “826 West has been closed from 27th Ave to 47th, its a parking lot now all the way from 57th to 103rd.”
I wasn’t in a hurry I just hate sitting in traffic, having borrowed Tom’s truck this weekend, I was on my way to return it.
Tom wasn’t in a hurry either along his license was suspended DUI, and he recently broke his leg when he fell off a ladder.
I fiddled with the Sirius radio, hit the preset selecting some Bob Marley, to help me chill. Since I wasn’t likely to be moving anytime soon I had better get my blood pressure down.
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This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
Monday! Monday! Monday!Another rainy weekend results in miserable traffic. Shhhheesh a little rain in Miami and people forget how to drive.The traffic report stated “826 West has been closed from 27th Ave to 47th, its a parking lot now all the way from 57th to 103rd.”I wasn't in a hurry I just hate sitting in traffic, having borrowed Tom's truck this weekend, I was on my way to return it.Tom wasn't in a hurry either along his license was suspended DUI, and he recently broke his leg when he fell...
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