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Submitted by System on Sat, 07/25/2009 - 14:46
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Average: 4.2 (24 votes)

Blowkiss

Submitted by System on Thu, 07/23/2009 - 16:46
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Average: 4.5 (33 votes)

blue__2_

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/21/2009 - 19:09
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Average: 3.9 (17 votes)

Build a Girl, in Prose

Submitted by System on Thu, 07/16/2009 - 02:47
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Sandra examined the limp bear skin her sister had held up to her. They were in a Build-A-Bear Workshop, making a bear as a birthday present to Sandra’s little sister Kacie. They had spent the last few minutes choosing a bear, and Kacie had already changed her mind several times.

“So you’re sure this is the one you want, Kacie?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” the little girl cried, jumping up and down.

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Average: 3 (3 votes)

Chelsea

Submitted by System on Thu, 07/16/2009 - 02:44
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Chelsea was bored. No-one was going to pick her up for two hours, She glanced in her full length mirror and viewed herself "2 hours picking this out and they are going to be late?" she moaned. She was wearing her dark brown hair short to just above her shoulders. Leaning back on her desk she smiles at her short tartan skirt and strappy white top, so close it looked like a slip or night shirt, accentuating her breasts, she pouted and stuck out a hip for effect. "Not bad" she muttered, as her hand bumped into something on her desk.

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Average: 3.6 (11 votes)

When the Wind Blows

Submitted by System on Thu, 07/16/2009 - 02:40
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Wind rustled through the grass of the meadow, which shimmered in the bright sunlight of early afternoon. June was a lovely time of year in this part of the country. Joshua took a long breath of the fresh summer air as he stood in the middle of the meadow. From where he stood, he could see all the little trails and footpaths that wound through the meadow, joining other trails, some going past the little pond of bulrushes at the far corner of the field, all eventually leading back into the forest of oaks and bays and Douglas firs that made up most of the park.

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Average: 3.3 (9 votes)

Problem, The

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 23:12
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“Control, this is the lab. We have a problem.”

The administrator frowned and stabbed the intercom button. “I don’t like problems.”

“I know,” replied the intercom nervously. “But we’re seeing some unexpected results from batch A23 on subjects. Please, check the cam feed on 14…right away.”

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Average: 3.8 (9 votes)

Trapped

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 16:53
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Andrea strolled about in her camisole singing softly to herself as she merrily tossed rose petals across the floor. Eric would be home soon, and her skin tingled at the thought of cavorting with him among the fragrant petals.

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Average: 3.3 (8 votes)

Compromised

Submitted by System on Tue, 07/14/2009 - 16:42
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When the call came, Christy Carlisle knew what to do.

She and two other deep cover CIA agents in Paris had been compromised. Unable to leave France due to the escalating war, they each had one hour to completely terminate their mission: bank accounts closed, pertinent intelligence faxed home, papers shredded and burned, car and belongings dumped in the Seine outside of town. It was risky in broad daylight, but there was no alternative. On the river bank, Christy stripped naked and tossed her clothes in the water.

Erasing herself was all that remained.

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Average: 3.6 (11 votes)
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