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    The Stranger (part 10)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 When Emily and Charles finally exited the bedroom, Virgil was there, jovially making the rounds, his loud belly laughs reverberating, the sound of it rising above the music and conversation. It turned Emily’s stomach. There was something just plain off-putting about Virgil and his crass presence, his gold tooth glinting amidst his lecherous smile. He was fairly snake-like in his character…predatory and untrustworthy. Not to mention that he always…

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    The Stranger (part 9)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Most people felt the story should take at least a minor BDSM turn…so…here you go… “What were you thinking?” she eyed all of the equipment and furniture and implements like someone seeing the world for the first time – awe tinged with confusion and maybe a smattering of distrust. “First of all, do you think you are submissive or dominant?” Emily immediately drew back, brow furrowed, shaking her head, “Oh, I…

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    The Stranger (part 8)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 There was a large empty cage in one corner of the room, the door open wide. It was bell-shaped like a classic birdcage, and there appeared to be a rope connecting it to the ceiling. Was it meant to be raised? There were various pieces of leather-covered “furniture,” as well as dozens of implements hanging from hooks: belts, paddles, floggers, etc. On one wall, there was even what appeared to be a St.…

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    The Stranger (part 7)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Emily stood at the entryway to the building with the address from the back of the condom. It was 7:57 pm. She was right on time, as usual. The door opened directly into a stairwell, which meant her destination had to be on the second floor. She took a deep breath, wrapped her hand around the straps to her purse, holding it securely over her shoulder, and walked inside.It was narrow, hardly wide enough for…

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    The Stranger (part 6)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 There was a warm breeze, and it felt heavenly against Emily’s skin. They stood on the balcony, overlooking the downtown street, buzzing with pedestrians and cars, bicyclists, couples and groups enjoying meals and drinks on busy restaurant patios. The hum of life surrounded them, the lights of the city blinking in reds and greens and yellows. A few stars, strong enough to withstand the glow of the city, twinkled above, and the moon was just past full.…

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    The Stranger (part 5)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 It was cluttered. That was the first thing she noticed about his apartment. But it was a clutter that felt…right somehow…comfortable. And immediately she felt at home and infused with curiosity. She felt somewhat like Alice, heading into the rabbit hole, so many things to draw her attention, but always that underlying feeling of “but shouldn’t I be getting home?” Emily realized with a start, though, that no one was waiting for her. She was free to be and…

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    The Stranger (part 4)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 The inside of the old theatre had been completely redone since she’d visited last. The red velvet chairs and curtain now shone brightly and promised plushness upon touch, and private theatre boxes had been installed along each side, which made it look much more upscale. “This way, Miss. Watch your step.” Emily appreciated his use of “Miss” rather than “Ma’am,” a term which always made her skin crawl. “Ma’am” threw her age in her face, but “Miss” allowed her to remain…

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    The Stranger (part 3)

    This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Three days later, she noticed her note was gone, and in its place was a piece of paper folded multiple times. Emily carefully removed the yellow tack, but, taking the note in her tentative hold, it slipped from her shaking fingers and fluttered to the floor. She reached out to grab it, just as the door opened and the vacuum of wind pulled the note out the door, down the sidewalk, onto the edge of the curb. It danced there, mockingly, promising to…

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