Author Archives: Victor Echo

Photographs and Memories

Just a little scene that passed through my waking dreams last night… He wished he had more photographs of her. That was only one of several thoughts that went through his head as he put his clothes away. “Do hurry … Continue reading

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Really, I Tried To Write

It really is 0130 on a Sunday morning, and I really am awake, but I am sitting under a pop-up canopy in a local park helping with an overnight ultramarathon run. These people are crazy, frankly, but all the lithe … Continue reading

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Undressing Without Me?

You know how much I like to watch.

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A New Story To Write

I wonder what it will say?

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I Like The View

I wish it was you, and it was only the beginning.

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Out For A Stroll

It was late enough in the morning that the commuters had already vacated the neighborhood, and early enough that the soccer moms had not yet stirred beyond their doors. Most of the houses were locked up, blinds down, ready for … Continue reading

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The Talent

It was the third day of a long session, and I could hear the fatigue in her voice. It mirrored my own on the other side of the glass. My ears hurt from more than twenty hours under the cans, … Continue reading

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Saturday Sex Tip

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How Often?

How often do you find yourself reaching to send a message, but pull back. How often do you get as far as composing the message, only to drop it in the bitbucket, rather than send it. I am getting better. … Continue reading

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A Small Rememberance

I do not remember all of it, but I remember this little bit… I came out of the bathroom and found you on the bed, jeans and panties on the floor, and your hand between your legs. You were not … Continue reading

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