Finished Folds (1—20)
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7pocket. She took her mother of cat cue and pounded the white ball as hard as possible. She had no idea how to play billiards, or snooker, or pool, but her cleavage was enough to
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2I grabbed a straw and dove in. The Jello was all too happy to swallow me whole as it shambled down the hall to trap anyone who might be in the bathroom. The straw let me breathe
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3it is repaired. I looked at his ancestors, each uncovering another, protecting another from damage that would torment them for eternity. I looked, and pulled out my
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4obsession. Adam was a harvard grad and she was going to walk that money all over the club. She drew the Harvard H on her right breast, but woke up with an O on the other.
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5an orangy. Little bodies and giant heads singing a song about tainting the chocolate river, all naked from the waist down. Wonka snapped, covered them in milk, and drew his spoon.
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4Six dragon heads, one for each point of the star, contained him. The ruby eyes were binding magic and suspended him floating. It was the only apparent mysticism that kept Bill
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5He formed his pencils into a square on his desk, then extended three from the corners & used two more to form a cube. The final answer was blank. "Make a cube with pencil." Eat me.
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5The diamonds were fake, but Jess didn't care. She knew he could only afford the pretend love, but that's what she was giving him, so it didn't sting as much. His wife's gun was
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2She benefited from falling in love more than most. When Kristin was in love, her clone would instinctively follow her man, protecting him from adultery using sadistic torture and
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4He turned her hand over and found the money she had been sure was in her pocket. How could he have lifted it and put it there without her noticing. As she was piecing it together
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3The man across from her smiled back. Jen had to catch herself and remember why she was there. It was so hard to maintain the distance all the time. Jim touched her hand and turned
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3She looked over and smiled. These kinds of tricks were the reason why she came. Jim was the kind of guy that would find a way to deliver perfection in any circumstance. Tonight,
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1The waiter, a tired looking bespectacled Asian man, turned his head. "I don't want this stuff. I want the stuff you eat when all the white people leave." The waiter smiled and
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5The menu was, at first glance, a selection of vapid, run of the mill Thai dishes that could be found at any Thai place. He handed it to the waiter and asked for the real menu.
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2There were qualities about the woman that only he could see. She never wore makeup, yet looked amazing in the morning without effort. Her smile lit a table, but not a room.
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4There would be enough time for dinner at least. He'd pay cash and a modest tip and blend in with all of the other customers. She was stunning, but in ways nobody would notice at
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3He'd had enough time to hide the body that'd owned the suit he was wearing in bathroom's maintenance closet. He jammed a key into the lock and broke it off, so it would be hours
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3He slid the chair aside and she looked up from the menu. Her eyes flashed something he couldn't catch and she handed him a menu with a smile. "Are you aware that you're 37 seconds
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4Subconsciously, he'd learned to compartmentalize. There was her, & then everyone else. Everyone else had a target on their back without a price tag attached. Clients set the price
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3Tonight, he didn't have killing on his mind. Jen was here and as his only weakness, she represented the last thing that tied him to humanity. All the rest was sealed away in his