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...Jin Jin decided listening through the door with a glass pressed up to it, and holding her ear to it, wasn't the best way to understand the situation. Best to go out and talk fac

e to face. But the second she stepped out of the door, she fell to the ground, forgetting that gravity was kept on in the hallway at all times. She was distracted now and

Her Plutonian enhancements must have been damaged in the fight to the surface because it refused to compensate for the gravity as I was directing her to do. Like to get her suit of

armor she had to swim through the atmosphere & grab it piece by piece. How was she expected to fight off invading hoards if she couldn't even dress for battle. Photon arrows rained

(Slow motion shot of her flipping her fancy hair extensions. A spray of moisture arcs in the air.) She was beautiful, but too rich for my tastes. So I married a ratty little lass

whose hair didn’t flip in the air much because, even when washed, it looked perpetually matted and greasy. My wife wasn’t much to look at, but man could she cook! My favorite dish

was what she served to me after dinner each night...in bed...with whipped cream & not fudge drizzle. "More, please!" I begged, pushing her stringy hair off of my chest.

My dog obliged & added more not-fudge-drizzle to my sundae. I once again marveled at the things my pregnancy made me crave for! My dog yipped proudly as her produce got gobbled up.