Finished Folds (1—7)

• 5
  "Not just romance, but full blown intercourse!" The Producer grinned, enjoying watching his assistant squirm as she added to her notebook with a shaking hand.

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  2017-02-09 12:49:26

• 5
  yet another outcast made his awkward way through the throng towards the bar. They pulled their wallet out of their cargo trousers, and started counting out their coins.

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  2017-01-29 08:02:18

• 6
  In a panic he shoved the plate into the oven, slamming the door shut, thankful for his father's deafness. Heart pounding, settled himself at the table, trying to act natural.

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  2017-01-29 07:59:57

• 3
  trailed my hands further down, feeling the gentle curve of my hips, squeezing my buttocks, and marvelling at their bounce. For five long minutes I explored, entranced by the gift.

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  2017-01-29 07:57:33

• 9
  Marta chose her words carefully, but resolutely refused to bow down from his gaze. "I want to be stronger. I need to be stronger. I need to fight the almighty turtle."

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  2017-01-29 07:55:23

• 4
  I wished I could. It haunted me day and night. From waking to the moment that I went to bed it was there, rattling around and around in my brain. No respite. No escape.

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  2017-01-29 07:53:14

• 3
  I'd had to skirt around him to get to a bench, already regretting my night-time excursion to McDonalds, and he'd been there. I couldn't imagine why he was there, scrubbing.

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  2017-01-29 07:51:28