Love Stories: Tag – Man
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Erotic Short Stories
Self Portrait
It was hot enough to fry chips; the air smelt of pencil sharpenings; the sky was tinged with violet; and Carolyn felt weird. She had been restless in her study, and had gone out with nowhere in particular to go. She had driven to the gym, and sat in her car watching perfectly toned people in perfectly accessorised tracksuits stroll in and out before driving off. She had gone to the mall and drifted with the currents, finding nothing and no-one of any interest.
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