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Musings 2: Training Day

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As we grow older, there are certain things that will always trigger a momentary flash of remembrance, bypassing the thinking mind and directly stimulating that happy place in your mind with the feelings you felt when you first experienced them. The way light falls on a certain patch of carpet on a winter's morning, the smell of something you used to enjoy in your youth... the sound you heard when your deepest, most hidden fantasies came to life.

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Nosfairatu

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It was eerily dark that night, despite the cold glow of the full moon. The young couple seemed oblivious, walking hand in hand through the woods. Wind howled suddenly, rustling dead leaves that still clung desperately to the gnarled trees. The girl jumped. "Ernst, something touched my cheek!"

The young man smiled and wrapped his arms around his companion, hugging her close. She held just the right amount of air, and he felt it rush to other parts of her as he squeezed. "It was just a leaf. Nobody's out here but us."

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Day in the Life of a Popper, A

A Day In The Life of a Popper

 

Before I tell you what I do for a living, I want to say two things about my job.  One is that I'm probably effectively a mass murderer according to most of you.  That's obviously not how I see it and I don't know anyone else in this line of work who does. 

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Heavylifters

Knock, knock.

Alex turned his attention from monitor, put glasses on and focused on the door. Don looked up over his book in the same direction. “Who can it be?” - he asked, not really expecting any answer.

Knocking repeated. Alex replied, seeking slippers under the table : “Lets see”.

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Inflate Night

 This is a chapter from Wish series, the rest is available at my DA (http://bubbleguy.deviantart.com)

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Storm in a B-Cup

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Storm clouds had already begun to gather as the crowd filtered out of the club. It was just after 3am, kicking out time, and the distant sound of thunder crashing echoed through the streets.

Raindrops began to fall, lightly at first, onto the little groups of people waiting for their friends to join them.

The sound of chatter started to drown out as the rain began to fall more heavily, much to the dismay of those just stepping outside.

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Jennifer's Toy

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Jennifer's Toy

By DrInflator

© 1999

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Lisa's Legacy - Part 1

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"Rayne! Focus and get your head in the game!" Coach Stevens yelled.

"Hike!" the quarterback screamed.

Josh caught the ball and dug his cleats into the turf sprinting down the football field, ball in hand, to the end zone. Josh looked to his left and saw a player coming straight for him, tackling him. Josh stumbled to his feet and took a seat at the bench. He took off his helmet and wiped the sweat from his long, brown, curly hair.

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Very Serious Case of the Hiccups, A

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When I signed up to study ecology, I had visions of visiting exotic biomes. I daydreamed of swimming through Caribbean reefs and discovering a new species of pufferfish or finding a violet poison dart frog in Amazonia. The reality is that you have to go where the money will take you. So there I was, knee-deep in the effluent from Grimesworth Dye Works in a freezing polluted stream, sifting out the red water mites to take them back to the lab and test them for mutated bacteria. This dominated my life, regardless of the season. I was paying my dues for my PhD.

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Office Party Blues

The office “holiday” party had been going on for over an hour. And although it was scheduled to run for at least another two hours, Charlotte didn’t think she could last that long. The introduction of alcohol into the party had caused her generally tolerable co-workers to become, well, less than tolerable. It had become painfully clear to Charlotte that at least a third of her co-workers were lightweights when it came to alcohol. On top of that, it was also clear to her as to what kind of drunks each of her co-workers were.

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