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we pulled up to the motel and i wondered for the sixteenth time what the hell i was doing. she was younger than my daughter and just as obnoxious.
By shane patrick on 09.20.2010
A morning song creeps throguh the grimy blinds of the old motel and greets her ears, a welcome noise. Her employer lays naked and sound asleep in the dirty bed to her left.
By Jordan Sawchuk URL on 09.20.2010
I slipped out of the hotel room and into the night. IN my hand i held an object heavy with anger – It dripped to the ground in black drops.
By Luci on 09.20.2010
i don’t know motel, it might be a car ? can u tell me its definition ? what is motel ????
By knonk on 09.20.2010
it was grimy and dirty and all I could think looking around it was this was hardly the place to be meeting someone. I knew what it would look like when she walked in, too. The guy behind the counter could barely contain his leer when he handed me my key. I know what he was thinking, but it doesn’t matter. Not really. What mattered was that she brought the information, and that the information was what I needed. Damn anyone else’s thoughts.
By Michelle URL on 09.20.2010
thats where i wanted to take you
cheap with the scent of cigarettes
cheap just like the love you gave me
where everything was meant to be so real
artificially i take you there
and turn this love into something cheap
By Just Jes URL on 09.20.2010
Motel, no tell. I think of this every time I see a motel.
By Peaceable on 09.20.2010
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.