Finished Folds (1—7)
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4Mr. Holmes was not pleased, I could tell by the flicker of his right eyelid. "He was here." Uttered Mr. Holmes. I was confused, who was "he"? I politely asked him in my most subtle
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5a glass of red wine? I have nothing but the finest wine in all of New York!" I saw that glimmer in her eyes, a glimmer I was not foreign to. She didn't want wine or sex, all she
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5Aunt Lisa's house just in time. I heard her raspy voice calling for me to come to bed. I was tired of all the sexual pleasure, I just wanted to get away.
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3But the world was not. Dexter realized the bigger picture here. The 2014 Boston Marathon may be fixed, but there was a greater danger emerging from the depths of Davy Jones' Locker
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1But, alas, it did no good. This young lady was too slippery to be let loose again. They had to stop her now, or else the whole universe could be in danger. Steve grabbed his
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5Agent, who's name-tag read, "Agent Smith". Could it be? THE Agent Smith? The one from The Matrix? I gasped when all of a sudden he pulled out a strange device. This magic show was
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1dildo when all of a sudden, his grandmother can rushing in to congratulate him on his spectacular penis size. I was envious. Filled with rage I whipped it out and