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Crossing the shallow, sandy riverbed on foot, we had no trouble coming up the other slope on the south bank. There were not as many people exploring this part of the abandoned settlement, but still too many for Mary's liking. Avoiding all eye contact, she used her shy, naked girl pose - desperately ...

I watched Mary's face turn red with anger. The old me would have considered this a warning sign that I had pushed her too far and needed to back off and apologize before she labeled me a pervert or something. The new me held my ground. "Are you CRAZY?!" she exclaimed, "No way!" W...

I'm loving this story! The way whole new worlds of potential humiliation for Mary keep opening up is great. The surprise of Frank giving Frankie authority over Mary and even encouragement to 'make her pay for every stitch; to 'teach her a lesson' about her real position in life... brilliant! Especi...

This is an excellent story and deserving of accolades. I'm not sure why a world-renowned artist would be teaching high school art class, or how a girl who is so shy that she can't even shower alone without a swimsuit would be that swayed by the threat of expulsion. But the story has a solid theme an...

perseus wrote: ↑Sat Oct 19, 2024 4:47 pm I have plenty of interest! I'm also holding out hope for more Dare Me as well!

Just curious…if you could only pick one to get updates in November?

Azrael wrote: ↑Wed Oct 30, 2024 7:06 pm Can't choose just one.

Noted. I'll see what I can do

I marvel at your ability to pack so much quality physical description and detail into such a short story. It is a testament to your literary skill. Too many writers rush to put all the ingredients of a good story together only to forget to slow down and savor it. When you get to a good scene, why ru...

Kudos to you for having captured the imagination of so many readers. I hope you continue writing and don't get discouraged by detractors. My only advice as a writer is to go a little easier on Riley's "racing heart". It races, pounds, and skips beats so often, I'm starting to worry the poo...

Putting my camera away, I started walking toward the edge of the building we had been standing behind. Dreading our destination, Mary followed me, but only reluctantly. From the way she was dragging her feet, it's a good thing I was there to set the pace. Otherwise, I'm not sure she ever would have ...

Wow! I didn't expect a pony girl component to this story! :o Neither did Mary! This has been a great story from the beginning, and it just got better with this pony show! :D I've been trying to tell people that day three is where it really takes off. I might be persuaded to post another, we'll see....