Are You Listening?

“I bet you’re listening now. My Da always listened to Momma when she got to this point with her strap.”

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The Rustler

By Jonathan Quincy Graves ‘He can’t know much about the cattle business,’ Jasmine mused as she waited for the failed rustler to regain consciousness.  Anyone who did, and there were not many left, would have known the flatulence capture device the law required each steer to wear used the methane to power a wide range…

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Revelation

By Jonathan Quincy Graves “Tell me,” she commanded, her breath tickling his ear. “Once we are engaged to be married, you will reveal your body, one stage at a time.” “And what price will you pay for that gift?” “The strap,” he answered with a shiver. “Delicious.  Give me details,” she whispered, stroking him slowly,…

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