Articles from jetandmei


TRISHA: Angel in the Rain

The singing of the crickets echoed faintly amidst the soaring clamor of people and vehicles in the busy…

TRISHA: Genesis

I was invited to a party by a friend. When I arrived I saw my friend waiting for me by the door. Inside there were many guest…

TRISHA: The Sadist

IT was past 10 pm when Trisha and I returned to her place. Our giggles flowed into the room as she opened the door. The glow of the fluorescent lamp from the ceiling flooded th…


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