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Dirty stories by Jack Stratton

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Fiction – Rent

I am working on a bunch of stories, but this is the only one that is finished. Thanks to an editor who needs to start blogging!
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Fiction – Halloween

A story inspired by a Halloween costume one friend wore and a fantasy another friend told me about.
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On the Train

Subway intimacies are wonderful little amusements when you are living a life that is amplified. The little accidental meetings of eyes or occidental faux pas. Reading each others newspapers or coming face to face with ample cleavage. The bump and grind of start and stop trains and the forced sardine meetings of strangers. Innocent intimacies must go unacknowledged by most but not to me.

I am helpless to record the ceremonial reactions of the morning after couple in the little two seat bench at the end of the car. She is slightly embarrassed by her somewhat messy hair. He is both proud of himself and sort of straining to get away. Still his hand finds her knee and her eyes close briefly.

The voyeur doesn’t have to stand in the closet or peek through the curtains. Dodging eyes and stolen kisses can be as breathtaking as watching wicked acts.

Writing Prompt – Artist Management

The prompt was: A handsome European classical musician cornering a girl who works in his agent’s office.
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Fiction – The Barista

I’m sort of obsessed by this story. The beginning has been hanging around for a while now. I wrote the ending a while back. I had to sit down and force myself to figure out how to connect the two. With the help of a friend I got it. Let me know what you think.
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