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Dance With The Devil, Part 1

The night was dragging on badly. I knew that I would probably have a date with boredom in a few minutes. The second glass of scotch on the rocks was getting warm, and my mood sour. "Hey," called out the bartender, "want some more ice on that?" I shot him an icy stare. "Well, I guess not," he replied. Fortunately, this bartender was a little apologetic. If he were...

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Dance With The Devil, Part 2

"Wake up bitch!" I heard someone shout. I felt cold water splash against my face. The pain took three seconds to register. I winced. It took me some time to recall the events and to realize my current predicament. The glare kept my eyes closed. I realized that was wet and naked. I still felt somewhat dizzy from the pain. I kept my eyes closed hoping that it would buy me some...

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The Book Of Daniel, Part 1

My name is Daniel Alopett. And this is the story of my journey across the fence. Although most scholars would contend that it is quite improbable, I thought of myself different at a very early age, six or seven probably. Even at the age when I realized that there was me and the rest of the universe I knew that I was born not to please women, but to please and be pleased by...

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The Book Of Daniel, Part 2

I had quite a few more such encounters with Billy before he left for college. He was a good student. Top of his class. And a good athlete too. He played basketball, and I sometimes saw him when I could. My mother was secretly proud to sponsor his schooling. And if it weren't for the fact that Billy had a family of his own, he would have become my big brother. He was one person...

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The Book of Daniel, Part 3

Everything between Danny and I remained the same on the surface. He was a married man and reported home to his wife and brood every weekend. I was a student and studied diligently at night. Both of us did not allow emotions to betray us in public. He was obedient. I was a brat. But on our way to and from school, we were a regular couple. I would ride the car at the back at ...