Cheryl leaned over and playfully bit Alton on the chest. “Ow.” “Don’t want you sleeping on me…Scratch my back…” “There?” “Lower. Ooh, right there…yeah…What? It itches.” “No. It’s that accent of yours…It’s the cutest damn thing…” “Yeah?” Cheryl turned...
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LOVING ISIS
Like most Americans, indeed like most of the conscious world, I was disturbed by the immolation of Jordanian pilot Moaz al-Kasasbeh by the thugs who call themselves ISIS. No! Disturbed is not the right word. Disturbed sounds like like the...