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Then one day, January 23rd 2020 just fell onto my lap. It fell off the Dingleberry-a-day calendar on my desk at the plastic injection place. There was a phone number on the back. I

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The air shimmered above the hot runway. The runway models were sultry. The mob sullen. Those stuck in the portico added the soot from their torches to the low ceiling. The great

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in a manner that communicated that she was down for some ratatouille; hot, sweaty ratatouille. He didn't know ratatouille from Bouillabaisse anymore than a mountain knew a face.

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his fieldcraft accidentally turned out to be brilliant. He had us fooled in front of our very noses by being exactly where we wanted him when we wanted him. Vikor Brony wasn't even

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Josy knew she would be the talk of the neighborhood when word of this got out. Dad looked good in those panties but why with the bra? "Mom, have you tried red leather or latex?"

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"Fetch yer own dingus instead, Fergus." This made Fergus fall into his cups. "With my ugly Beryl, Scot!! My ugly Beryl." He was in tears at the last word. Scott felt uncomfortable.

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career as a Crazy Horse Dancer. If they called me with an appointment for the breast enhancement I was in. The point was that if they called I would have the option. Harvard Law Sc

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was barely a nuisance anymore. When you've incorporated as many times as we have it all becomes second nature. Plus, we always upgrade to the newest neural implants to let the low

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I lost voice again. First to second this time. The citadel felt rained on. The fog hung damply across the fen. There was a cow challenging the dark, hidden in the fog. It wasn't

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to keep La Llorona at bay. He was the Bey of Tunis, the king. He had dressed in these rags to see how it went with his kingdom. He had found answers and he found a queen. In you.