Sheets

My wife Kimmy and I were lounging around watching TV in our living room at around 11pm. We’d had a particularly busy day, so we decided to retire to the bedroom earlier than we normally would. Kimmy walked down the hallway to our bedroom while I brought my few dishes I’d been using to the sink and turned off the […]

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Above

After we got married, we built our house to our exact likings. It wasn’t a mansion or anything, but it was exactly what we wanted. Kimmy had her art studio, I had my office/man cave. It was our palace. It was just outside the middle of nowhere, close enough to other civilization that we didn’t feel all alone in the […]

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He Never Wanted To Be A Surgeon

He started as a surgeon. He wasn’t world famous or anything, but he took pride in his work. It wasn’t his plan in life to become a surgeon, but rather the path chosen for him at a young age by a brooding, overbearing family. His father was a thoracic surgeon, as was his father before him, his sister a neurological surgeon, and his brother an ophthalmic surgeon. He never really cared for the family business; sure, the money was good, but it wasn’t what he wanted to do. He simply went the route his family directed him to go in. Eventually, he graduated med school and became a vascular surgeon. He came across his first three subjects at a gym in a nearby town. The first was a well built 30 year old man who he came to find out, after inspecting the contents of his wallet, was named Adam Bond. He kept Adam in a small room that locked from the outside, most times strapped to a table with feeding tubes, that is when he wasn’t sedated. He did the same with his second and third subjects, 29 year old Richard Townsend and 27 year old David Smith. He was always a bit different from his family. The men in his family were all strong, outgoing individuals, and the women all gorgeous and brilliant. He, however, was shy and timid, and physically much less imposing than his kin. While […]

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