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Guest Services: Owen
Chapter 1: The Desert It was a Monday and Owen was in his studio doing some retouching of photographs he’d taken of the desert. Of course these days retouching meant Photoshop not some subtle skill such as dodging with the enlarger. His phone vibrated in his pocket. But he was busy and it would be…
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Tungsten and Tiffany
My name is Mike Tungsten. I’m a rock musician. Mike Tungsten is just a stage name. You probably know why I chose it, especially if you are a woman. I’ve got a long tongue. A very long tongue. When I stick it out on stage during guitar solos, I know that all the women in…
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Pole Dance
It was just starting to get light as Mark packed his camping equipment into his rucksack and started up the steep trail. Today would be his last day on the John Muir Trail. He didn’t have enough vacation to do the whole trail in one year and so he was coming out over Bishop Pass…
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Guest Services: Tiffany
“Are you busy?” one of the front-desk staff asked Michèle. “What needs to be done?” “Apparently that Disney woman is having problems with the treadmill we put in her suite. I don’t just want to send maintenance, she might freak out at being alone in her room with some burly guy.” “OK,” Michèle replied. “I’ll…
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Duct Tape and Pink Panties
I saw the car a couple of miles before I reached it since the roads in the desert are long and straight. It was at the side of the road with its hood up. I pulled in behind it to see if I could help. Out here in the country people need to look out…