Misterdoe's Fiction

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“Excuse me?”
“Kenneth, no games. The frequency – what is it?”
I laughed, long and hard, remembering the story Dan Rather told about being beat up in an elevator by some strange men while one kept asking, “What’s the frequency, Kenneth?”
My “hostess,” or the hostess-voice at any rate, protested. [...]

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In the middle of all this… “stimulation,” I guess food should have been the last thing on my mind, but let’s face it – I’m an all-day eater, and it was just about dinnertime. Not wanting to spoil the proceedings, though, or for that matter not really [...]

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I continued floating through the front door, which swung open by itself and closed itself behind me. I wafted through the house and down a flight of stairs, coming to rest flat on my back in the middle of someone’s recreation room. There were exercise machines, games, [...]

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I jerked to attention when that sensation hit, and I guess that opened the floodgates, because I heard the Q-Tip box slide open again. I turned and looked, and I saw what must have been half the box’s contents floating up out of it, stopping above or [...]

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I’ve really been enjoying my new car, a “bronzemist” 2001 Oldsmobile Alero GLS. Let me tell you about what happened to me yesterday…
After work, I went out to my car, and when I got inside I saw a paper cup with a little tepid meltwater in it, left over from a soda I’d had with [...]

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