imaginary friend
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Sex-addiction and the Frozen Domesticity from lucreziaborgia Pro 392 days old
[ ... ] flat surface. I ask my Imaginary Friend whether he thinks I am a sex addict. 'No more than I, darling', he answers, and strokes my face. ...
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Don't come too close.. I may bite. from lucreziaborgia Pro 393 days old
[ ... ] my turn to have some fun. Mr Imaginary Friend says I shall be looking lovely under the huge pointy hat and fake bleeding scars. He says I don't ...
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NOT Spiderwoman from lucreziaborgia Pro 391 days old
I was challenged by Pest n.1 that I could not climb the wall. 'But darling, I climb the walls all the time!', I said sweetly. My Imaginary Friend giggled. ...
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The ambiguity of dawn from lucreziaborgia Pro 390 days old
[ ... ] white and the air crisp. My Imaginary Friend breathes gently by my side. His fingers dance inside my hair and rearrange it on the pillow. I have ...
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An Italian witch in London from lucreziaborgia Pro 390 days old
To the vote, then. My night out, on Friday. London. What shall this witch wear? My Imaginary Friend likes the red one. The cape will suit either. ...
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Paris from lucreziaborgia Pro 389 days old
[ ... ] going to Paris', I coo to my Imaginary Friend. 'When are we leaving?', he answers enthusiastically. 'Next weekend. We?' I ask. Did he say ...
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My Imaginary Friend asks for a promotion from lucreziaborgia Pro 373 days old
'I want to be upgraded', says my Imaginary Friend. 'What to?', I ask, not unkindly. I had been expecting this. 'To a 37-year-old 6ft6in ex-rugby ...
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What's under your tattoo? from lucreziaborgia Pro 372 days old
[ ... ] under the tattoos. My Imaginary Friend sat at the table, holding my hand. 'Is he having a job interview then?' I whispered in his ear. ...
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